Imperial Peak.
In a room within the Heavenly Hall, Xiao Yun slowly opened his eyes. Two dazzling divine rays shot forth at once, like lasers piercing through layer upon layer of space.
"I've finally mastered the last divine ability!" Confidence shone in Xiao Yun's eyes.
Over these twenty-one days, he had mastered all seven divine abilities.
However, he had also used up a great many enlightenment sessions. On average, each divine ability had cost fifteen sessions, for a total of 105. He now had ninety-five enlightenment sessions remaining.
Although he had spent many enlightenment sessions, Xiao Yun's gains had been enormous.
With the seven great divine abilities mastered, his strength had increased to a terrifying degree. Even he did not know just how powerful he had become.
"Liu Tiandu, you're destined to lose this time!"
A cold sneer curled across Xiao Yun's lips as he slowly rose to his feet. Like a giant dragon soaring into the heavens, he unleashed a vast and majestic aura that made the tables and chairs in the room creak.
At this moment, Xiao Yun was in better condition than ever before. He was simply at his peak.
After all, he had spent far too many enlightenment sessions preparing for today's battle. His preparations were thorough, and his confidence was overflowing.
At the plaza of the Chaos Holy Land—the same plaza where Xiao Yun had entered the Chaos Holy Land and rung the Chaos Bell—the place was already packed with people.
Yet the plaza itself was empty, because the cultivators of the Chaos Holy Land were all watching the battle from the sky.
Some flew on swords, some stood directly in the air, and some rode clouds and mist. A vast black mass filled the skies, almost blotting out the entire heavens.
On the plaza