The Other Side

Three days later, Ling Han successfully broke through to Eighth Change.

"Eighth Change, and I'm closer to the Minor Advanced Tier." Ling Han broke into a grin. "As expected, a horse cannot grow fat without night grass. To rapidly improve my cultivation level, I still have to enter into this kind of Mystery Realm."

Ordinarily, it would take him at least four to five years to advance into Eighth Change, but now? It had only been a few days.

"However, the dangers of this canyon are beyond my imagination."

Ling Han murmured. Previously, though he had been in a state of seclusion, there was still a sliver of divine sense circulating, and he had "seen" the scene of Feng Miaoling passing through the canyon.

"A rain of swords will fall from the sky, and the slightest carelessness would mean eternal damnation!"