His body had now grown sturdier, his muscles as hard as steel. He was faster and stronger, as though everything lay within his grasp.
He opened his eyes, a blazing light flickering in them, as though he had shed his old flesh and bones and been reborn. His cultivation had also entered the middle stage of Golden Immortal without his realizing it.
Advancing another minor stage in such a short time gave Li Dalong a small thrill. Normally, advancing this quickly would have been impossible without decades or even a century.
The higher one's cultivation, the slower one's progress became, but Li Dalong, with his system, was an entirely different case.
He sensed the surging power within him; compared with his strength at the early stage of Golden Immortal, it was far more substantial. He could hardly wait to test his middle-stage Golden Immortal power.
He emerged from the Creation Cultivation Tower, put it away, and vanished from the Small Courtyard in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already atop a great mountain five thousand li from the Cloud Glow Sect.
The mountain winds howled, the fierce gusts rushing into his face making his robes snap and flutter. Li Dalong stood firm, gazing into the distance, and instantly entered a battle-ready state. With a light leap, he streaked across the sky like lightning, leaving an illusory afterimage behind.
The power of a middle-stage Golden Immortal truly was extraordinary. Like an eagle soaring through the heavens, he looked down over the mountains below. The mountains seemed as small as children in his eyes, and he could even make out the grain of every tree.
He circulated his cultivation method, channeling Immortal Power through his meridians into his palm, and a white sphere of light condensed from Immortal Power appeared in