Unbelievable!
At this moment, the only word Yang Chen could think of to describe his ability was "unbelievable."
It was simply too unbelievable!
At least among the abilities known to exist on Earth, none could compare to his Devour Ability!
And even if one could compare, so what? He'd just devour it!
Once he devoured it, it would become his. Wouldn't that still make him the stronger one?
After making a quick comparison, Yang Chen's thoughts stirred again. He silently watched the changes in his dantian.
As his dantian expanded, it began to have room for the spiritual energy pouring into it. The energy then turned into drops of spiritual liquid, floating inside his dantian.
But even after his dantian expanded, it still couldn't contain all that surging spiritual energy.
After all, the spiritual energy of an S-Class ability was several times more powerful than that of an A-Class ability!
The A-Class energy alone had been enough to fill Yang Chen's dantian before, let alone the energy of an S-Class ability.
Even if his dantian doubled in size, it might still be unable to absorb it all!
What was more, Yang Chen's dantian stopped expanding once it had grown by half.
That extra half of space was filled with dense spiritual energy in an instant. But although his dantian had stopped expanding, the streak of black light had yet to finish.
The black light left his dantian and covered the spiritual energy that was still pouring in. The moment it was shrouded, the energy's flow gradually slowed.
Seeing this, Yang Chen finally let out a small sigh of relief. He continued controlling his power and began compressing the energy.
The drops of spiritual liquid began to merge. For some reason, once the spiritual energy was covered by the black light, it merged with surprising ease under Yang Chen's control, as though nothing stood in its way.
A hint of delight appeared between Yang Chen's brows.
This was a wonderful effect!
As time passed, the S-Class spiritual energy eventually ran out. After the last bit entered Yang Chen's dantian, the black light seemed to have completed its task. It withdrew and flowed back into the black bead.
By then, the black bead was already filled with three abilities: fire, Venom, and Gale.
It floated quietly at the very center of his dantian.
Meanwhile, under Yang Chen's constant compression, the spiritual energy gradually changed into the shape of a pill.
After a while, a spiritual-energy bead about the size of a mung bean took shape. Though it had grown smaller, a terrifying aura emanated from it.
S-Class!
Yang Chen had successfully advanced to S-Class!
However, he had only just stepped into the S-Class realm.
After all, his spiritual core was still too small, barely the size of a mung bean.
Still, Yang Chen wasn't greedy.
How many days had it been since he became an ability user? To have reached this level of cultivation was already quite impressive.
Besides, with his Grandmaster Body, he had already been virtually invincible beneath the Grandmaster level when he was A-Class. Now that he had advanced to S-Class and gained two more abilities, his strength had increased dramatically.
Yang Chen even felt that he could now fight an early-stage Grandmaster!
To be clear, this meant a true Grandmaster, not a powerhouse from the Shackles or Heaven Gate!
Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes. Outside, darkness had already covered the sky, as if a heavy curtain of night hung over the heavens.
Stars dotted the sky, and a crescent moon hung above, casting a faint silver glow over the land.
"It's dark?"
Yang Chen stretched wearily and yawned.
Cultivating was pretty tiring.
He looked around. At some point, the pale mist had begun spreading again. Yang Chen and Flying Tiger had torn it apart during their earlier battle, but because of White Tiger Mountain's terrain, it had gathered once more.
It seemed endless.
The pressure emanating from Flying Tiger's corpse was also fading away.
It wouldn't be long before that pressure vanished completely, and the corpse became food for other Spirit Beasts!
That was the jungle!
That was the law of the jungle!
The law of the survival of the fittest!
A trace of regret appeared in Yang Chen's eyes, but vanished almost immediately.
Yang Chen had never been a softhearted person. He had grown up at the bottom of society; what kind of dark things hadn't he seen?
When Yang Chen was little, he had even witnessed a murder!
It had been during the early days of Spiritual Energy Recovery, when society was in turmoil. Some people with dark hearts had taken advantage of the chaos to cause trouble, and many innocent people had died in the upheaval.
Fortunately, Number 98 had later appeared like a stabilizing pillar, bringing order to all of Huaxia.
That was how society had become as peaceful as it was today.
That was how Huaxia had become one of the most powerful nations on Earth!
So Yang Chen wasn't someone who had never seen the world, nor was he a coward. It was just that what he had seen was much darker than what ordinary people had experienced!
Every social class had its own way of life, and Yang Chen had his own way of living and his own circle.
That circle was what had kept Yang Chen from becoming a perfect person, a gentleman brimming with aristocratic grace.
Yang Chen was a lone wolf through and through!
A lone wolf who had seen the world's fickleness!
"I wonder why all the Spirit Beasts here have disappeared?"
Just as Yang Chen was lost in thought, a voice spoke in broken Huaxia. His eyes flickered, and he darted away, hiding himself in a secluded spot.
He was in unfamiliar territory. No matter how strong he was, Yang Chen still chose the safest option!
Sure enough, moments after Yang Chen left, a series of chaotic footsteps approached. Then four or five short figures appeared.
The instant they showed up, three words surfaced in Yang Chen's mind.
"Island Nation People!"
To be honest, Island Nation People and Huaxia people looked much alike. The only difference was that Huaxia people tended to be taller and sturdier, while Island Nation People were shorter.
Even so, it was still difficult to tell them apart.
The reason Yang Chen had recognized them was that the four or five people were wearing wooden clogs!
Few people in Huaxia wore those things. They were far too uncomfortable on the feet. Only Island Nation People would be so perverse!
But what were Island Nation People doing here?
A question arose in Yang Chen's mind.
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