Chong Kan will always remember that afternoon a hundred years ago.
The sky parted with clouds as the great sun shone down.
At the foot of Tianyuan Mountain, Senior Brother stood in a black robe, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the Great Dao Intent that flowed from his sleeves spread out like ink.
The sound of pines rose and fell with the Taoist intent.
This was the last duel between himself and Senior Brother.
Once again, it ended with his defeat.
He didn't understand.
He had clearly advanced to the Yang God Realm...
How could the difference between two Yang Gods be so vast?
Since beginning cultivation, every sparring match with Senior Brother, no matter how he exerted his utmost effort, he could never last more than ten rounds.
He and Senior Brother practiced together, and every time Senior Brother was just one step ahead of him, and only by that one step—
Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Qi Control, Grotto Heaven, Yin God.
