Mystic Heaven Continent, Devil Province.
"Brother Qiu."
Fat Dragon stared blankly at Chen Qiu, who had suddenly appeared beside him, unsure what to say for a moment.
"Mm."
Chen Qiu nodded lightly at the others. "I'm back. I got held up for a bit and ran into some trouble on the way."
He then turned to the Devil Race patriarch and spoke softly.
"Time is running out. There's only a little over half a day left before this Chaotic Era Opportunity ends. I've more or less investigated the Dwarf Race's situation. They're about the same as your Devil Race."
"It depends on whether your Devil Race wants to fight."
"If you're launching an all-out assault, leave the Spirit Transformations to me. As for the Dwarf Race's Void Refinement, your Devil Race's Void Refinement will have to handle that."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The overwhelming cultivation of the Eighth Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm instantly spread from Chen Qiu's body.
The greatest gain from this trip to the Yin Realm was probably that he had broken through to the Eighth Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm in merely two days.
That rate of advancement was far faster than when he had been in the Nascent Soul Realm.
What Golden Core Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills, what Nascent Soul Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pills—compared to this journey through the Yin Realm, they were all vastly inferior.
E-Eighth Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm?
The Devil Race patriarch, who had been about to say something, suddenly froze in place. Disbelief flashed through his eyes. They had only been apart for two days.
How had you gone directly from the First Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm to the Eighth Level?
How could anyone on the Mystic Heaven Continent advance this quickly? Were