Qianjun Douluo watched Yang Chang'an, who was still in Deep Meditation, unable to hide the smile on his face. His heart brimmed with astonishment and joy, and he could barely contain his excitement.
He remembered telling the boy when he first began teaching him that his path of cultivation was entirely different from everyone else's.
Other people followed a single road to its bitter end when cultivating their Martial Souls, but Yang Chang'an was different. He walked three roads at once!
His Soul Breaking Spear followed the unstoppable path of "breaking," focusing on piercing and breaking through; the Coiling Dragon Staff he learned from Qianjun Douluo followed the path of "battle" embodied in Battle Heaven and Earth, emphasizing unyielding resolve and meeting everything head-on.
Under the influence of Yang Wushuang's protective spear, he also carried a measure of the steady, weighty quality of "defense."
Three utterly different paths were woven together. Drawing his own spear intent from them was a challenge straight out of hell, far harder than what ordinary people faced!
When he had told Yang Chang'an that he could take this step within five years, he had already been making an optimistic estimate to encourage the boy.
In truth, succeeding even after ten years would have marked him as exceptionally gifted.
After all, even he himself, driven mercilessly by his father and training bitterly day and night, had only truly comprehended his own staff intent after reaching the Soul Saint level.
But Yang Chang'an? He was only a rank twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, yet in that battle of life and death, he had forced his way to comprehending spear intent five whole years ahead of schedule!
Such talent, such strength of character-he was absolutely a dazzling genius!
There truly is great terror between life and death-and great opportunity, too!