Time flowed like water, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.
After Xia Ping advanced to the late Golden Core Realm, he did not leave seclusion.
His surging divine consciousness, mana, and bloodline power all needed time to stabilize. Otherwise, signs of an unstable martial foundation would emerge.
Moreover, this demi-plane world was exceedingly well hidden, and no one could enter to disturb him. Thus, he could cultivate here in seclusion without a care, strengthening his power.
After more than a month had passed, he finally stabilized his cultivation completely.
Thanks to the Dragon Crystal, having devoured and refined its immense energy, he had even greatly advanced his mana cultivation, drawing closer to the perfection of the late Golden Core Realm.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Xia Ping stood upon a plain, circulating the Divine Elephant Breathing Technique. His bloodline power flowed as he swallowed clouds and exhaled mist, as though he were drawing all the air within hundreds of miles into his body.
Every breath was like the movement of a peerless savage beast, stirring up a terrifying storm. A level-eighteen super typhoon swept across hundreds of miles, ravaging the land and plowing deep fissures through it.
Even without using mana, the power of his physical body alone was enough for him to casually punch a Golden Core True Person to death.
Boom!
Xia Ping stamped one foot upon the ground, like a divine elephant treading the earth. Tyrannical force penetrated deep underground, unleashing a dreadful shockwave that instantly blasted out a crater dozens of kilometers wide.
Crackling sounds rang out as countless fissures spread across the surrounding earth like a spiderweb. Massive boulders were shaken apart and shattered.
The surrounding soil, rubble, and other matter were flung outward, piling atop one another and