Time slipped by, and before long, Hu Yanbo had spent a full century in Chaos City since that gathering.
Sparring with True Yan King, an Invincible King, and studying the Chaos Stele had steadily deepened his understanding of the mysteries of Strangulation. Complete comprehension seemed only a paper-thin barrier away; the breakthrough could come at any moment.
A century passed in the blink of an eye. Hu Yanbo felt that his period of cultivation in Chaos City was nearly complete. It was time to leave.
That day, he went to bid farewell to True Yan King and Black Mist King in turn.
Inside True Yan King's estate, True Yan King clapped Hu Yanbo hard on the shoulder and laughed heartily. "Soul Annihilation King, I'll be right here in Chaos City waiting for you to return. When you do, we'll have another proper fight! Let's see if you really can surpass these old bones of mine! Hahaha!"
Hu Yanbo's shoulder dipped slightly under the blow. Looking at the burly man before him, whose exuberance was a little excessive, he could not help feeling speechless.
He remembered perfectly well that ever since he had declared at their last gathering that he would surpass True Yan King, the man had shown him absolutely no mercy in their sparring sessions!
True Yan King called it helping him hone his skills, but Hu Yanbo strongly suspected that his words had wounded the man's "fragile heart" after countless years of being stuck at King Rank!
Black Mist King, meanwhile, remained as languid and aloof as ever. His snake tail swayed gently as he watched Hu Yanbo with slit pupils and said only, "Come back alive."
After bidding farewell to his two friends, Hu Yanbo lingered no longer. His figure vanished at the end of Chaos City's