Today's battle had given him a profound understanding of his own Dao Intent, as well as its shortcomings.
"Yang Chen." Qin Fangxin stepped forward and looked at Yang Chen worriedly.
Yang Chen did not answer. Instead, he closed his eyes and entered an exceedingly subtle state of enlightenment.
"He is..." Qin Fangxin's little mouth fell wide open.
What was Yang Chen doing?
Could it be that he had gained another insight during his battle with the Slaughter Divine Lord?
Qin Fangxin drew a deep breath. She felt it was entirely possible. Along the way, her understanding of Yang Chen had only grown deeper.
After every battle, Yang Chen's strength improved, and after every battle, he gained a certain amount of insight.
In his current state, she could tell that Yang Chen was most likely reflecting on himself again, drawing something from the battle just now.
Indeed, Qin Fangxin's judgment was not wrong. At this moment, Yang Chen had completely entered a state of reflection and enlightenment.
After a single battle, he had learned many things, things that were of vital importance to him.
If he did not promptly absorb these lessons, then with another six thousand zhang ahead of him, what would he rely on to press onward?
It had to be said that although the Slaughter Divine Lord was formidable, Yang Chen had learned a great, great deal from fighting him.
His understanding of Dao Intent had risen to another level.
Though he was still far from the Slaughter Divine Lord's level, he was absolutely no longer comparable to who he had been before that battle.
Just like that, after several more days of consolidation, Yang Chen gradually rose to his feet.
"Yang Chen, you're finally awake. What do you plan to do next? Keep pushing upward, or what?"