Late at night, in the quiet courtyard, Xiao Yan sat beneath the full moonlight, his eyes closed as he rested his mind.
Too many things had happened recently. In just half a year, he had taken part several times in high-level battles utterly mismatched with his own strength. And in the future, the opponents he would face would only grow more dangerous each time!
So even though he possessed an astonishing advancement speed that had taken him directly from a Dou Ling to Peak Dou Huang in three years, Xiao Yan still felt a persistent sense of powerlessness and an urgent desire to become stronger.
Only by breaking through to the Dou Zong realm could he truly possess the capital to establish himself on this continent!
Of course, Xiao Yan had only just reached the Nine-star Dou Huang realm. He was still far from meeting the minimum conditions for a breakthrough. Moreover, breaking through to Dou Zong carried considerable risk and difficulty, requiring vast amounts of energy and time. Those were things Xiao Yan temporarily lacked at this stage.
Xiao Yan restrained his aura and sent his Spiritual Sense into his body.
His body was quite lively at present. First was the powerful Dou Qi continuously refined through the Fen Jue, the foundation that allowed Xiao Yan to maintain his strength in battle. Next were the two flames, one green and one pink, circling where Spirit Absorption resided—the most violent divine wonders in this world, the Heavenly Flames. Then there was Formless Dou Qi, the Dou Di bloodline, the Primordial Void Dragon bloodline, and all manner of other energies constantly circulating through his meridians.
Of course, the most unusual thing at present was a white ball of light floating within his dantian. Its surface was wrapped in dense silver runes,