Chapter 960

One hundred and fifty magic power acupoints.

Li Yi’s eyes flashed with sharp light, lightning coiling around his body; he rose after finishing his cultivation, inhaling spiritual energy across ten thousand li in one breath, his body seeming to possess infinite power.

At the same time, a flower of magic power condensed above his head; though still unopened, it signaled that Li Yi had successfully broken through to the Second Layer of the Three Flowers Realm.

“I never expected two Pantao fruits would turn my misfortune into fortune—my divine blood regenerated, my acupoints reopened, and my realm advanced.” Li Yi was greatly delighted.

Yaozhidao ， Anzhaozhengchangqingkuangxiaxiuxing ， Taxiangdaokaipiyibaiwushigeqiaoxue ， Huakailiangduo ， Shijiweikunnandeshiqing ， Buzhidaoyaohaojinduoshaoziyuancaiyoukenengzuodao 。

But now, after eating two fruits, he broke through.

Hua Qing was absolutely right: you can’t raise a true dragon in still water; only by leaping beyond boundaries and entering a vaster world can you reach higher realms. Whether it’s Earth or other worlds, the resources they offer can no longer help Li Yi.

“Congratulations, your strength has improved further.” At that moment, Hua Qing’s voice sounded; from afar across the cloud sea stood a child, exquisitely carved like porcelain, only half a meter tall, arms crossed, smiling.

“You’ve grown? How long did I cultivate?” Li Yi asked.

Hua Qing said: “Not long—only three months have passed. Cultivation knows no time; your breakthrough speed is already fast enough. This is the benefit of destiny. Had you cultivated step by step, you’d still be crawling around on Earth.”

“Though my realm has advanced, my combat power hasn’t increased much from my peak. Only when my injuries fully heal can I surpass my former self,” Li Yi said.

“In my homeland, there are things that can restore your divine blood—don’t worry. I’ve nearly finished preparing. It’s time to set out again. Are you ready?” Hua Qing said.

“Let’s go.” Li Yi stretched his limbs, adjusted to the power within his body, then spoke.

Though Hua Qing appeared as an infant, he was extremely mature and composed. He flipped his palm, and a knife coin appeared, radiating crystalline, luminous brilliance—unlike before, it had fully restored to its peak state.

He must have spent this time repairing it.

“Since you’re ready, I’ll begin breaking through the boundary. This time, no rest, no stops—I’ll carry you straight to my homeland,” Hua Qing said, then waved his hand.

The knife coin shot forth, instantly cleaving open a cross-realm gate; a temporal-spatial passage reappeared before them.

He charged ahead without hesitation; Li Yi, unwilling to fall behind, followed closely.

As the dimensional gate closed, the two, protected by the knife coin’s radiance, crossed countless worlds, following a special path, step by step breaking free from their cages, heading toward a vaster realm.

Li Yi now noticed the changes around him.

The cultivation realms they passed through grew increasingly numerous.

He entered a world of gods, but that world was not peaceful—gods warred, and the world teetered on collapse. He briefly passed through a realm of giants, even more terrifying than the Wildlands. He wandered endlessly.

Finally, at the end of darkness, light appeared—a formless barrier blocked their path.

“We’ve arrived,” Hua Qing’s gaze flickered. “This is the Heavenly Embryo Membrane—indestructible, the barrier of this great realm. Even in my peak, I couldn’t break it. Only the knife coin can tear open a corner, allowing us to cross.”

“So once we enter here, we can’t cross realms again?” Li Yi asked.

“Correct. Even the strongest in this realm struggle to open a cross-realm gate. Don’t find it strange—the higher the world’s level, the stronger its defenses. Only the space of low-tier worlds is unstable. Without the Heavenly Embryo Membrane’s protection, great battles between experts would destroy entire worlds,” Hua Qing said.

“That makes sense,” Li Yi nodded slightly; Hua Qing’s words were correct.

During his battle in the Wildlands, he had clearly felt the Wildlands were sturdier than Earth—battle aftershocks caused little damage.

Soon.

The knife coin became a radiant beam, adhering to the Heavenly Embryo Membrane, then prying open a narrow passage—small, but sufficient for cultivators.

The two immediately shrank their forms and flew inside.

Afterwards, the knife coin transformed into a beam of light and returned.

But at that moment, Li Yi acted—he reached out through space, snatching the knife coin into his palm, then said: “This knife coin belongs to me. Now, it’s returned to its rightful owner.”

Hua Qing chuckled: “You’re so cautious. Don’t worry—I won’t fight you for it. Take it. Now that I’m home, I don’t need it anymore.”

“Good. But I’d rather say it upfront—better to avoid friction,” Li Yi said.

At that moment, he observed his surroundings again.

The two now stood atop an endless sea. The water was strange—some regions black, others blue, thick with the essence of the Five Elements.

Li Yi inhaled just once, and his magic power swelled several fold. It wasn’t merely spiritual energy here—there was another peculiar energy.

This energy was of extremely high grade, greatly beneficial to cultivation.

“This is bad,” Hua Qing’s expression changed as he looked around.

“What’s wrong?” Li Yi asked.

Hua Qing’s tiny face grew grim: “Though coordinates shift slightly during cross-realm travel, they shouldn’t deviate this much. We’re on the Gui Xu Sea—can’t stay here. Head east toward the sun, move fast, and be ready for battle at any moment.”

Saying this, he instantly transformed into a beam of light and plunged into Li Yi’s body.

“Move your primordial spirit aside—I’ll temporarily reside in you. I don’t want to get eaten.”

“...” Li Yi fell silent.

But soon.

He sensed something—his expression changed sharply as he stared at a distant stretch of deep sea.

Suddenly,

The sea exploded—a monstrous creature burst forth, charging at them.

Li Yi couldn’t make out what it was, only saw a pair of cold, vertical pupils. Without hesitation, he summoned divine power, activated magic energy, and roared as Dragon and Tiger united, launching a punch through space.

Boom! As power erupted—

The next moment, something unthinkable happened: his attack failed to repel the figure. Instead, Li Yi was struck—he flew backward instantly.

Li Yi felt an immensely terrifying force strike him—stronger than a demon god’s, capable of instantly shattering him.

Yet after being flung several kilometers, he barely stabilized his form.

A battle armor had appeared on his body—glowing with starlight, indestructible, shielding him.

“It’s the Black Gold Star Armor Master Tian Gong forged for me,” Li Yi thought. Even so, he was shaken, blood streaming from his lips.

Only now did he clearly see the creature’s form.

Resembling a dragon, resembling a beast.

“This is a Bishui Beast—Gongfu, flee immediately! If one appears, there’ll be a whole group,” Hua Qing urged.

Li Yi’s face turned pale at once.

Even one was this ferocious—if he hadn’t broken through earlier, he’d have been killed outright. If a group appeared, he’d be devoured down to the last speck.

He’d originally planned to draw the Demon God Sword and fight.

Now, he didn’t even consider fighting.

Without hesitation,

He turned and fled.

He pushed the Cloud Riding Mist Soaring Technique to its limit, his form shifting between solid and vapor, fleeing at top speed eastward.

The Bishui Beast let out a roar, diving into the sea, chasing after Li Yi.

“It’s following. This thing moves faster in water than in air,” Hua Qing said.

“I feel it—its aura is closing in rapidly. At least four more auras are heading toward me. I’ve really stirred up a nest. How unlucky—I just crossed realms and got this.” Li Yi grimaced.

“Not really. Bishui Beasts are weak even in the Gui Xu Sea—that’s why they live in groups. Aren’t you, as an Evolver, aware of that?”

“The weak cluster. The strong travel alone,” Hua Qing said.

“Enough talking—I feel it’s catching up,” Li Yi said.

The next instant, a Bishui Beast surged from the side, its massive head breaking the surface, then spitting a beam of ultimate light at Li Yi.

Though quiet in sound, its power exceeded the peak strike of the Purple Dragon Demon King.

“Get lost!” Li Yi gripped the Demon God Sword and slashed out a thunderous blade slash.

The two attacks collided.

The Demon God Sword’s strike slightly prevailed, cleaving through the beam and slicing the Bishui Beast’s body—opening a minor wound, but not fatal.

“Truly monstrous.”

Through this strike, Li Yi roughly understood their power disparity.

Even with the Demon God Sword and Black Gold Star Armor, slaying one Bishui Beast wasn’t hard—but he couldn’t withstand their pack assault.