His armor was shattered.
He held a broken bronze spear in his hand.
A deep saber scar marked his face, steeped in an immensely dense aura of the Great Dao that prevented it from healing.
One eye socket was empty, likewise filled with an aura of the Great Dao that had kept it from healing for hundreds of millions of years.
He stood ramrod straight, his black hair disheveled. Every patch of exposed skin was a bloody mess, suffused with terrifying Dao intent.
That was Dao intent of the second transcendence realm, and the Dao intent filling his wounds clearly came from more than one being of that realm!
"Qiancheng pays his respects to the ruler!"
Qiancheng dropped to one knee, his voice low.
An utterly savage killing intent surged from him. Li Yue had only ever seen such killing intent in old veterans who had survived ten thousand battles.
But clearly—
Theirs fell far short of Qiancheng's!
"My lord, Junior Brother Qiancheng awoke today. I was about to send word to you, but you arrived before I could."
Qian Bao bowed as he spoke.
He and Qiancheng were fellow disciples.
However, Qiancheng's aptitude and talent far surpassed his, so Qiancheng had entered the second transcendence realm while he remained in the first transcendence realm.
"There is no need for such ceremony."
Li Yue looked at Qiancheng, stepped forward, and helped him up.
With a single glance, he could tell that Qiancheng was exactly as Qian Bao had described: a true martial fanatic whose heart held nothing but cultivation and battle, a thoroughly pure Transcender.
He also seemed to have considerable faith in Qian Bao.
Qian Bao had once served as the acting ruler of Dry Source Divine Mountain.
It was also Qian Bao who had chosen him as Dry