Within the Void Lightning Pool, Xiao Yan began his long journey of cultivation.
The lightning here not only tempered his body, but also contained incomparably violent energy.
Even without deliberately cultivating, Xiao Yan's strength continued to rise slowly.
Compared to his Dou Qi realm, however, his progress in the Ancient Saint Body Tempering Art advanced by leaps and bounds.
In just a few months, although Xiao Yan's strength had only reached the 8,300th stage of Dou Qi, his breakthrough in the Ancient Saint Body Tempering Art strengthened his body once again, bringing it to the level of an Intermediate Half-Saint.
Anyone else would probably have been wild with joy at such progress.
Yet Xiao Yan was deeply dissatisfied.
Not enough. This was still nowhere near enough!
At that thought, Xiao Yan glanced toward the depths of the Void Lightning Pool more and more frequently, an utterly crazed gleam flashing in his eyes.
Perhaps...
He could try tempering his body with black demon lightning.
His hide was thick and his flesh was tough now, anyway, and his Storage Ring held countless pills. Surely he wouldn't actually be struck dead?
Once that thought took root, it spiraled out of control.
Fuck it! If a man died, his cock pointed skyward; if he survived, he lived for ten thousand years!
He was going all in!
Xiao Yan clenched his back teeth, took a deep breath, and placed an Energy-Gathering Pill that had drawn nine-colored pill lightning in his mouth. Then he stepped forward and charged straight into the depths of the Void Lightning Pool.
Boom! Crack!
The moment he ventured deeper, a bolt of black demon lightning struck Xiao Yan like a lightning dragon.
The blow sent Xiao Yan staggering backward, a scorched smell rising from his body as large patches of his