Traces of the Island Nation People

Against the heavens!

At this moment, this was the only phrase Yang Chen could think of to describe his ability.

It was simply too heaven-defying!

At the very least, among all known abilities on Earth, not a single one could compare to his Devouring ability!

Besides, even if one could compare, so what? He would just devour it!

Once devoured, it became his own; wouldn't that just make him even more formidable?

After a brief comparison, Yang Chen's mind became active again, and he silently watched the changes in his dantian.

As his dantian expanded, the incoming spiritual energy found its own territory, subsequently transforming into droplets of liquid spiritual energy that hovered within Yang Chen's dantian.

However, even with the expansion of his dantian, it still could not contain this massive surge of spiritual energy.

After all, S-rank spiritual energy was several times more potent than A-rank spiritual energy!

A-rank spiritual energy alone was enough to fill Yang Chen's previous dantian, let alone S-rank.

Even if Yang Chen's dantian were to expand by double, it might not be enough to absorb it all!

Moreover, Yang Chen's dantian stopped expanding after reaching one and a half times its original size.

That half-expanded space was filled to the brim with dense spiritual energy in an instant. Although the expansion had ceased, that streak of black light had not yet finished its work!

The black light detached from the dantian and directly covered the continuously pouring spiritual energy. Immediately, the speed at which the spiritual energy flowed in began to slow down under the shroud of the black light.

Seeing this, Yang Chen breathed a slight sigh of relief and continued to manipulate the power, beginning to compress it.

Liquid spiritual energy constantly began to merge. For some reason, under Yang Chen's control, the spiritual energy covered by the black light merged exceptionally smoothly, as if there were no obstacles at all.

Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on Yang Chen's brow.

To have such an effect was simply fantastic!

As time passed, the S-rank spiritual energy eventually reached its limit. After the very last bit of energy entered Yang Chen's dantian, the black light seemed to have completed its task; it detached and merged back into the black bead.

At this moment, the black bead was already filled with the abilities of fire, virulent poison, and gale.

It hovered quietly in the very center of his dantian.

Meanwhile, under Yang Chen's constant compression, the spiritual energy gradually began to change into a pellet shape.

After a long while, a spiritual energy bead the size of a mung bean had formed. Although its volume had decreased, a terrifying aura radiated from it.

S-rank!

Yang Chen had successfully advanced! He had successfully reached the S-rank!

However, his current state could only be considered as having just stepped into the S-rank realm.

After all, the spiritual pellet was still too small, only the size of a mung bean.

But Yang Chen was not a greedy person.

How many days had it been since he became an ability user? To have such cultivation already was quite remarkable.

Furthermore, with his Grandmaster Physique, Yang Chen was already invincible below the Grandmaster level while at A-rank. Now that he had advanced to S-rank and acquired two more abilities, his strength had increased significantly.

Yang Chen even felt that even if a powerhouse who had just entered the Great Grandmaster realm were here, he could put up a fight!

Keep in mind, the Great Grandmaster realm mentioned here was the true Great Grandmaster realm, not those who had merely broken their shackles or opened their Heavenly Gates!

Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes. By now, the outside sky had been shrouded in darkness, as if a thick night curtain were draped across the firmament.

Tiny, twinkling stars dotted the expanse, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky, casting a faint silver glow upon the earth.

"It's dark?"

Yang Chen stretched his body with some fatigue and let out a yawn.

Cultivation was quite exhausting.

He looked around; the white, misty fog had begun to spread again, though he didn't know when it had started. The mist had been torn apart by the battle between Yang Chen and the Flying Tiger, but due to the terrain of White Tiger Mountain, it had shrouded the area once more.

It seemed inexhaustible.

The pressure emanating from the Flying Tiger's corpse was also gradually fading away.

It probably wouldn't be long before this pressure vanished completely, and the carcass would become food for other spirit beasts!

This was the jungle!

This was the law of the jungle!

A law where the weak were prey to the strong!

A trace of regret appeared in Yang Chen's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Yang Chen was never a soft-hearted person. Having lived at the bottom of society since he was young, what dark things had he not seen?

When Yang Chen was small, he had even witnessed murder!

That was during the early days of the spiritual energy resurgence, when society was in turmoil and some psychologically twisted individuals took the opportunity to wreak havoc, causing many innocent people to die in the chaos.

Fortunately, Number 98 appeared like a stabilizing force.

He brought stability to the entire Huaxia society, which is why we have such a secure society today.

Only then could Huaxia become the top nation on the entire planet!

Therefore, Yang Chen was not someone who had never seen the world, nor was he a coward. It was just that the world Yang Chen had seen was much darker than the one ordinary people experienced!

Every social stratum had its own way of life, and Yang Chen had his own lifestyle and social circle.

It was precisely this social circle of his that made it impossible for Yang Chen to become a flawless person, a gentleman filled with aristocratic air.

Yang Chen was a thorough, solitary wolf!

A solitary wolf who had seen through the cold reality of the world!

"I wonder why the spirit beasts here have suddenly disappeared?"

Just as Yang Chen was sighing to himself, a voice speaking broken Huaxia rang out. Yang Chen's eyes flickered, and his body flashed, hiding in a concealed spot.

He was in an unfamiliar place, and even though Yang Chen's strength was formidable, he still chose the safest method!

Sure enough, moments after Yang Chen left, the sound of messy footsteps approached, and four or five short figures appeared in the area.

The moment they appeared, three words surfaced in Yang Chen's mind.

"Island Nation People!"

To be honest, Island Nation People and Huaxia people looked quite similar. The only difference was that Huaxia people were generally taller and sturdier than Island Nation People, who were shorter.

However, even with that, it was still difficult to distinguish between them.

As for why Yang Chen could tell, it was entirely because those four or five people were wearing wooden clogs on their feet!

Hardly anyone in Huaxia wore such things; after all, they were too uncomfortable. Only those Island Nation People were that perverse!

But what were the Island Nation People doing here?

Doubts began to surface in Yang Chen's mind.