Three months passed quickly.
On the walls of Imperial Dragon City, even Yang Haohan, the Alliance Leader, had taken action, fighting the fourth Demon God, Samigina, and successfully keeping him occupied.
With the holy war underway, all six mighty passes had become meat grinders, a clearly visible layer of bloody mist shrouding the sky above each one.
Had the Demon God Pillar not been destroyed, perhaps the holy war would not have begun so soon.
Of course, with a thousand years of conflict between humanity and the Demon Race, the outbreak of a great war had only been a matter of time. Humanity had continually rested and recuperated, growing stronger and stronger, frightening even the Demon God Emperor, who thought he was keeping them penned up. After all, these were not lambs. It was like keeping a pack of wolves in an enclosure, and wolves were not content to be penned up.
Inside Imperial Dragon Pass, in the Illusion Cave.
A youth sat with his eyes tightly shut. He had now reached the seventh rank peak, yet he still had not broken through. The bottleneck between the seventh rank and the eighth order was not so easy to overcome.
Nearly four months of deep meditation had also made his spiritual power exceptionally rich and refined.
Meanwhile, in another place filled with light elements, Knight Sacred Mountain.
On the mountaintop, Yang Yating had joined him. Yating was his Spirit Furnace, growing stronger as he did, and a Spirit Furnace could assist its master in cultivating. Thus, with Yating's help, Yang Tian had reached the bottleneck at 90,000 spiritual power in these nearly four months. The next barrier he would attempt to break was 100,000.
But Yang Tian was likewise stuck here.
Deep in meditation, Yang Tian's mind was utterly clear, as