The ninth level of the Empyrean Saint stage was the Saint stage’s pinnacle, and the time that Xuanyuan Dao fought to gain for Tianming was crucial. With the sect facing danger and their disciples dead, everyone had a ball of fire burning in their chests. 

“Xuanyuan Yuheng!” They were two completely different people, but they were the same at this moment. Xuanyuan Yuheng’s knowledge might not be comparable to the elders of the Archaic House of Xuanyuan, but it was fresh.

It was like a meteor that lit up the surrounding Astral Wills around Tianming, allowing their souls to fuse into Tianming’s flesh, bones, meridians, and Heavenly Will. After eight days of bitter cultivation, Tianming finally made his breakthrough.

“Ninth level of the Empyrean Saint stage!” Tianming’s breakthrough was smooth, and the saint ki in his saint springs had reached the pinnacle....