Mysterious Island (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

As the dark clouds dispersed, the sky turned clear blue once more.

Clusters of white clouds gathered into strange shapes.

If one gazed toward the horizon, where sea and sky met, it was even somewhat difficult to tell which was the sky and which was the sea.

Ye Jingcheng opened his eyes at that moment. Feeling the golden core within him shrink by another large margin, joy overflowed across his face.

Though it had grown smaller, the five-colored radiance had become several degrees richer.

His true essence had naturally become even more condensed as well.

He even felt that, thanks to the lightning tribulation, he could spend fewer days consolidating his cultivation.

At the same time, he examined himself inwardly and sensed the strength of his body. The Wasteland markings hidden beneath his skin seemed to have become more numerous and more powerful.

He clenched his fist and discovered that his Wasteland Body had advanced another step.

In other words, his body-refining cultivation alone had now reached the middle stage of the Purple Palace realm, already surpassing Ye Haihe.

Of course, if he truly fought Ye Haihe using body-refining cultivation, he would naturally still be no match for him.

His body-refining realm had been entirely driven forward by his qi-refining cultivation.

Ye Haihe, on the other hand, was a genuine body-refining cultivator.

Ye Jingcheng could not help rising to his feet. As he felt the power of his body, he gradually adapted to the perception of his golden core and his immense divine sense.

Now, with a casual release of his divine sense, he could probe more than ten thousand zhang away. The information he captured was utterly incomparable to before.

Blue sky and vast sea, fish and insects, birds and beasts—everything truly lay within his sight.

Naturally, his state