The phenomenon of a Human Flower gathering above his head spoke louder than a thousand words.
Even with his spiritual power restrained, Chen Mo still seemed like a towering mountain, barring the way before Xun Yi and Yao Guangzhi.
"He reached Xiantian so quickly—and even attained the Human Flower level."
For ordinary martial artists, the Xiantian bottleneck was like a heavenly chasm: exceedingly difficult to cross, with even the risk of death. It blocked nearly seventy percent of peak Qi and Blood Realm martial artists, yet before Chen Mo, it seemed no more than paper mache.
Breaking through to the Xiantian Realm would have been one thing, but he had actually succeeded in condensing a Human Flower. That meant he had opened at least four Heavenly Meridians.
How long had it even been?!
By comparison, as his senior brothers, they had cultivated for over twenty more years, yet they paled far too greatly. They were still circling around the Qi and Blood Realm, and heaven knew how long it would take them to break through into the Xiantian Realm.
Even if they reached the peak of Qi and Blood Twelve Transformations, whether they could ultimately break through to Xiantian was still unknown.
"As expected of you, Junior Brother. You always manage to bring us surprises. It seems the heavy responsibility of finding Master can only be entrusted to you," Yao Guangzhi said with deep emotion.
Xun Yi wore much the same expression. "On the Martial Path, we will never be able to catch up to you. But when it comes to Alchemy, Junior Brother, you have not even begun yet, and you are wholeheartedly pursuing the Martial Path. We still have quite a lead there."
"Hahaha, Junior Brother, Senior Brother and I have both become Yellow Grade Alchemists already," Yao