Chapter 128

Three hundred and fifty Xuanhuang Fierce Horses of strength.

Three hundred and sixty Xuanhuang Fierce Horses of strength.

After an hour, Fang Yu's magic power stabilized.

This time his magic power had increased by forty Xuanhuang Fierce Horses of strength.

"Three hundred and sixty Xuanhuang Fierce Horses of strength — this feeling is really wonderful."

Now, with the slightest movement, Fang Yu could feel the surging waves of magic power throughout his entire body. That violent magic power transformed into ribbons of emerald-green flame, seeming capable of devouring everything within dozens of li around him.

Not far away, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were also increasing their strength.

Ye Fan's qi and blood were rumbling, like a rolling Changhe surging forward. The vital essence within his body circulated, scouring his flesh and blood. Then his Bitter Sea changed once more — another golden ocean seemed about to burst forth from his body, and waves of tsunami-like sound rumbled out, deafening to the ear.

Raging waves soaring skyward, Jin Guang dazzling, endless Wang Yang, vast and undulating, sweeping up into the high heavens.

This was a kind of strange phenomenon.

Lightning flashed and thunder rolled; golden lightning tore across the long sky. Within the destructive power lay endless vitality, and vigorous life-force surged within the dancing electric radiance.

No one knew why a single person's Bitter Sea would contain so many strange phenomena, but in the end, a single point of Jin Guang lit up within Ye Fan's Bitter Sea. The sesame-seed-sized Bitter Sea grew to the size of a soybean, like a divine lamp fixed in place.

At Ye Fan's will, a streak of golden divine radiance shot out from his Bitter Sea and fired forth along his finger.

"Chi—"

This streak of radiance actually pierced straight through an ancient tree ahead.

"Your cultivation base speed is actually this fast — you can already launch attacks similar to divine patterns?"

Pang Bo was stunned speechless.

"Yes, this time I've improved a great deal again. I must thank Brother Fang for the grace of his beef."

At this moment Ye Fan carried a bit more of an ethereal immortal's air about him, looking increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, and he bowed to Fang Yu in salute.

He knew that the reason he had improved so quickly was entirely because he had eaten the meat of this divine ox.

Without this ox, he did not know when he would have been able to cultivate to a more powerful level.

After all, cultivation also requires external things.

"The speed of improvement is truly fast."

Fang Yu watched this scene and also felt some admiration.

Using external things to activate oneself, and then opening up the potential of life — this method of cultivation is indeed quite good.

Just then, a streak of green light rushed over from not far away. A human figure rode a divine rainbow and arrived, reaching them in the blink of an eye.

It was an old man, not tall in stature, with a frame of skin and bones, hair loose and disheveled, his snow-white long hair covering even his face.

Upon seeing Fang Yu and the others, an incomparably delighted smile appeared on his face.

"Finally found you."