Time flew by, and more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
It had been a full three months since Xia Ping entered the Heavenly Demon Battlefield. Now it was time to leave.
Over the past ten days, Xia Ping had kept trying to capture a few more young prodigies of the demon race. But those demons were sharp as monkeys. The moment they spotted him from far away, they took off, giving him no chance to catch them.
Some timid demons even hid themselves away until the Heavenly Demon Battlefield ended.
The Heavenly Demon Battlefield was simply too vast. If the demons were determined to hide somewhere, finding them would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
And so, Xia Ping's plan to capture more demon prodigies fell through.
Still, he had gained something else. While searching along the way, he had found a few spirit herbs. They couldn't compare to the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit, but they were still rare medicinal herbs.
He had also taken advantage of the time to consume Spirit Liquid and temper his internal energy. At last, he had opened another acupoint, increasing the astral energy within him considerably.
Once he opened ten more acupoints, he would be able to advance to the second level of the Grandmaster Realm.
"I can't believe it's time to leave already. Time really does fly." Atop a mountain, Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a wistful expression. He seemed rather reluctant to go.
After spending so long in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, he had grown attached to the place.
After all, where else could he find such a blessed land? Spirit herbs were everywhere here. He could find some just by taking an occasional stroll.
He even had demon