After the meeting ended, Luo Can returned to Fate Defying Valley and headed straight for the secluded cultivation chamber.
The last time Bibi Dong emerged from seclusion, she had rested for only two days before plunging back in, devoting herself to reaching level eighty-nine. Standing outside the chamber, Luo Can listened for a moment. Sensing the steady yet continuously rising aura within, he could not help smiling.
"Soon," he murmured. Without disturbing her further, he turned and slipped away silently.
In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
That morning, fierce winds whipped through the Martial Arts Arena. Luo Can and Qian Renxue stood facing each other. Her Twelve-Winged Angel spread its wings halfway, and holy light and dark flame intertwined into a spiral that blasted toward him. Behind Luo Can, his Golden Dragon Wings unfurled, ribbons of light flowing around them. With a casual motion, he dissipated the force of the incoming soul skill without so much as stirring the hem of his clothes.
Just then, a column of eerie green light suddenly shot up from the rear mountain!
The column pierced straight into the heavens, punching an enormous hole through the thick clouds.
Luo Can withdrew his move and looked toward the rear mountain, his eyes flashing. "She's broken through."
Qian Renxue also withdrew her martial soul, amazement in her golden eyes. "Level eighty-nine... Dong-jie's pace is frightening. How long has it even been?"
"Come on, let's take a look."
Their figures flickered, and the next instant, they appeared outside the secluded cultivation chamber.
The stone door was slowly opening inward.
Bibi Dong stepped out, her long purple dress fluttering despite the still air, her hair slightly disheveled. Soul power surged faintly around her like the tide, and eight spirit rings lit up beneath her feet