Two days later.
Yi Yang opened his eyes. The last trace of medicinal potency had dissipated within him, and the numbers on the Heavenly Mandate panel in his sea of consciousness had stopped at that mark.
[Martial Extreme Dragon Elephant Body (Major mastery) 150000/150000]
With a thought, he advanced the cultivation art.
The text on the panel changed to [Martial Extreme Dragon Elephant Body (Perfection)].
This horizontal body-tempering art had reached its pinnacle.
Yi Yang did not rush to rise. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed and lowered his head to examine his palm.
The skin of his palm was a shade fairer than it had been two days ago. It felt warm to the touch, like silk freshly warmed by a furnace. His skin had become much finer, losing the roughness left by wind and sun and gaining something of warm jade's texture.
He curled his fingers into a fist. His knuckles made no sound, but he could clearly feel that his bones and muscles meshed more tightly than before.
Yi Yang closed his eyes and looked within himself.
Blood surged through his meridians. Its former pale gold had become a rich, full gold, and every golden drop contained a terrifyingly vast vitality.
That vitality circulated throughout his body, nourishing his sinews, bones, flesh, and organs at every moment.
Yi Yang could clearly feel that his body had undergone a complete transformation.
He experimentally clenched his fist without channeling so much as a trace of true qi.
Yet the instant his fist tightened, an invisible force compressed the surrounding air, producing a muffled boom.
Yi Yang assessed his raw physical strength.
With this body alone, he could now clash head-on with an expert who had just entered the First Profound Connection Realm, Profound Awakening, and even