Inside an inn in Demon-Suppressing City.
As Yue Wen circulated his cultivation method, the Three-Eyed Divine Dragon Dharma Form enveloped him, radiating dazzling light. Its black-gold scales trembled incessantly, as though undergoing a transformation.
In truth, Yue Wen had long since finished cultivating his breakthrough to the middle stage of the Appearance Realm.
After so much accumulated cultivation and comprehension of the Great Dao, he had only needed one final push to break through. There had been nothing difficult about it, nor had it taken much time.
For cultivators, the middle stage of the Appearance Realm offered an opportunity to further solidify their dharma forms. After a long period of accumulating cultivation, they could reconstitute their dharma forms with vast amounts of spirituality, improving their quality.
For those whose dharma forms had many flaws and weak foundations, this opportunity was enough to change their destinies.
For someone like Yue Wen, who had already condensed a supreme dharma form, there was little room for further solidification, but the dharma form had a chance to develop new mutations.
The reason he had missed the mutant beasts' spawn time was that he had gained a sliver of new understanding while advancing a minor realm.
At that moment, the black-gold dragon horn on the left side of Yue Wen's Three-Eyed Divine Dragon Dharma Form was slowly changing color, becoming a deeper black-purple...
He felt wisps of dao rhythm drifting around his body, carrying an unending breath of growth, both familiar and strange.
It felt familiar because he had previously comprehended the vitality dao rhythm within the Yang Wood Great Dao. No matter how severe an injury was, a brush of vitality dao rhythm could smooth it away.
What felt strange was that this growth did not seem directed at his damaged limbs, but rather