Shi Yi stood silently on the Divine-Level Battle Platform, seizing every moment to heal. Both his eyes had turned silver-white, and pure holy light enveloped him, forming a silver divine tower. One silver nine-story tower after another could be seen turning into a galaxy of divine radiance, then a waterfall of runes that submerged his body.
At that moment, his entire body rumbled as though it had become an immortal nine-story divine tower. These were the traces of the Dao that the double-pupiled youth had captured in the Hundred Broken Mountains. He had always felt they were extraordinary. Every time he used them, his essence, energy, and spirit were tempered. The little tower's Dao traces held boundless potential. Spiritual power boiled within his flesh, surging furiously as his runes circulated to their utmost, releasing the life-giving potential of his double pupils.
"That older cousin of yours is quite something. A double-pupiled youth-impressive indeed. He has a keen eye, too, to have captured my Dao traces."
Just then, Little Tower spoke smugly to Shi Hao.
"So you had nine stories at your peak! Little Tower, you're amazing. You lost five stories and still have this much power."
Shi Hao circulated the Secret of the Self to heal himself, all while voicing his admiration.
In short, he had to keep Little Tower happy. Xiao Tian had said that another formidable enemy would come to the Sky Battlefield this time. That opponent carried an existence similar to Little Tower, and they would need Little Tower's help to stop him.
"Hahaha! Letting you two fight one round was enough. The battle between the two Shis really is interesting, but I can't wait any longer."
Just then, a blood-red great sun burst out of the white clouds overhead. It blazed at its zenith, divine flames