After the Shura Sword absorbed the blood of all the people of the Saliker Duchy, its might strengthened a little further, and Tang San could also sense that he was not far from fully controlling the Shura Sword.
But this required time to settle, to give him enough energy to control the Shura Sword as it finished absorbing the remaining Blood Fiend Qi.
Before that, what he needed to do was keep the continent's top experts from discovering him.
Once he completed the Eighth Trial, he did not believe there would be anyone left on the continent he could not defeat.
In his mind, the person who had kept using Spiritual Power to probe the area below was merely a peak expert among Titled Douluo, and he had not realized at all that the other party's level was even more terrifying than he imagined.
After several days in a row without sensing that expert's Spiritual Power sweep past again, Tang San slowly relaxed.
Only after arriving in the basement he had dug out while wearing the appearance of an old man did he drop his disguise, release the Shura Sword, and, sensing the dense Blood Fiend Qi upon it, reveal a satisfied smile.
"Next, as long as I refine it a bit, I should be able to complete this Eighth Trial."
In the blink of an eye, another month and a half passed. When Tang San opened his eyes again, the red glow on the Shura Sword had completely withdrawn inward. From the outside, it looked no different from when he had first obtained it.
But Tang San himself could sense the supreme divine might hidden within the Shura Sword. Unfortunately, it seemed he was still just a little short of fully controlling this Divine Artifact.
"Looks like I still