At this moment, in the vastness of space, a spacecraft was sailing onward.
"Whew!"
Xia Ping sat cross-legged in the spacecraft's meditation chamber, breathing in and out the energy of the universe. At once, the blood within his body trembled, as though molten lava were flowing through every one of his meridians.
Even the surrounding space seemed to twist and warp. Behind him, the totem of a divine bird seemed to emerge, radiating crimson light like a sun suspended high in the sky.
"Just a little more."
At that moment, Xia Ping opened his eyes. He had originally intended to break through into the Divine Ability Realm, but he realized that now was not the best time to do so.
Although he had reached the late stage of the As-You-Will Realm, he had not yet attained complete perfection.
Only when both divine sense and mana had reached perfection within this realm would advancing to the Divine Ability Realm count as having a solid foundation. Otherwise, an unstable foundation would inevitably hold him back in the future.
Moreover, to advance into the Divine Ability Realm, one had to condense a Divine Ability Talisman and master a martial divine ability. Even the slightest mistake could make all previous efforts go to waste. He needed to enter seclusion somewhere absolutely safe and quiet, with abundant spiritual energy.
At the moment, he was still aboard the spacecraft, which was not a suitable place for secluded cultivation.
Ding!
All of a sudden, the system's voice rang out. "Congratulations, Host. You have provoked the hatred of numerous Soul Clan experts from the Blood Soul Continent. You have gained a total of one billion Hate Points this time. Keep up the good work."
One billion Hate Points?!
Xia Ping clenched his fist, delight filling him. Previously, he