Boom!
Golden light flared brilliantly!
After quite a while.
Only after all the golden light had faded did Su Fang open his eyes, stretching every bone in his body with a crack.
Second-Turn Divine Physique! Achieved!
Feeling the boundless strength coursing through his body, Su Fang clenched his fist and threw a punch. The entire space immediately trembled in waves.
"Haha, I succeeded!"
Su Fang said with delight written all over his face.
In these mere dozen or so hours of cultivation, Su Fang had never expected not only to break through to the third transformation of the Divine Body, but also to comprehend Elder Dragon Power.
His gains had truly been abundant.
"If I could cultivate here for a month, I wonder what level I could reach."
Su Fang muttered happily to himself.
He truly could not bear to leave the Dragon-Tempering Pool, this sacred land for body refinement.
However, his time had run out, and he was soon teleported away by a flash of white light.
This time, Su Fang directly reappeared atop the platform of the Three Gates of the Dao.
"Ah, what a pity." Su Fang said reluctantly.
Still, he was quite satisfied.
With his third-stage Divine Body this time around,
Su Fang felt that he could already rival a Peak Eighth-Stage Martial King. He had absolutely no reason to fear the Mad Old Man anymore.
Of course, it would be even better under the Spirit Emperor's Pressure. With pure physical strength alone, Su Fang could directly crush a Peak Eighth-Stage Martial King.
Thinking of this, Su Fang was filled with confidence.
Just as he was about to enter the Gate of Fate again to seek out more opportunities,
the entire platform suddenly began to shake violently...
A cold and evil aura emerged.
"Hm? What's going