Xia Yan's level-fifty bottleneck was instantly shattered by the surging Soul Power. Standing on the fourth floor of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, his aura soared.
Level fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three, fifty-four... level fifty-five!
He had leaped directly from level fifty to level fifty-five!
A full five levels!
The Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear was originally a top-tier soul beast. The Soul Power contained within it was far beyond what an ordinary ten-thousand-year soul beast could compare to.
Not to mention the Soul Power boost brought by the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum. His Soul Power had only stopped rising earlier because he had reached level fifty and been forcibly halted; that did not mean the Soul Power had vanished!
Xia Yan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. The comfort throughout his body was beyond words. A rapid surge in strength was always the most intoxicating thing in the world, without exception.
He raised his hand and studied his palm. His skin was fair, without the slightest trace of training. He looked like a young nobleman who had been pampered in luxury since childhood.
His right hand closed in empty air, grabbing a sharp dagger. Its blade was smooth as a mirror, reflecting half his face.
Without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed it directly into his left palm.
"Stab!"
Yet this sharp dagger forged from refined steel seemed as though it had been carved from wood. It could not pierce Xia Yan's palm at all. He then dragged it forcefully across his forearm before reversing his grip and slashing straight at the back of his hand.
It had no effect whatsoever. There was not even a trace of blood; not even a white mark appeared on his skin.
This dagger had been forged from refined steel.
Xia Yan grabbed