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Lu Tianming's talent was unparalleled, a gift like no other.
The two exchanged a glance, and without needing to say a word, their intentions were clear to each other. They understood that a genius like Lu Tianming, if not dealt with promptly, would undoubtedly become a significant threat to them in the future. That latent danger hung over them like a sword poised to strike, compelling them to remain vigilant.
Thus, they secretly gathered their spiritual energy, waiting for the moment when Lu Tianming's brilliance would fade before they could strike to suppress him.
In the dim and solemn Arena, Lu Tianming closed his eyes and focused his mind. His spiritual energy surged like roaring waves, constantly churning around him. It felt as if he contained boundless power within him, waiting for a moment of glorious eruption.
At that instant, time seemed to freeze; everything fell silent except for the tumultuous energy that relentlessly pushed against his limits. Finally, after taking a deep breath, a rumble echoed from within Lu Tianming—a sign that his spiritual energy was breaking through its bottleneck.
In an instant, his cultivation soared from King to Feng Wang Qi. This surge of power did not stop there; it galloped forward like a wild horse breaking free from its reins. Each breakthrough brought with it intense waves of spiritual energy that drew attention from those around.
When Lu Tianming's cultivation finally stabilized at Feng Wang Jiu, the turbulent energy gradually calmed down. Just then, an Illusory Figure appeared in a corner of the void. The figure whispered, "Kid, we are fated; I will lend you a hand."
As the voice faded, an ethereal hand slowly emerged from the void and gently waved toward Lu Tianming. With that wave, the previously settled spiritual energy within him surged once more as if drawn by an invisible force, climbing higher and higher until it reached the pinnacle of Kingdom Level—half a step away from Emperor-level power!
In that moment, Lu Tianming seemed to stand atop the world itself, looking down upon all living things. However, this was merely an illusion brought on by his rapid increase in strength. Even so, he knew he could not break through the King-level barrier within this secret realm. The rules here restricted any power beyond what the realm could bear.
Lu Tianming remained undeterred because he understood that once the secret realm opened, he could return to the Southern Region and be ready to break through that final shackle to become a true Emperor!
He closed his eyes again, feeling the surge of spiritual energy within him. Originally at Feng Wang Jiu level, he found it difficult to advance further. The tumultuous energy began to settle down when suddenly an unprecedented force surged into his body like spring tides bringing rain—unstoppable and overwhelming.
The force surged within him, propelling his cultivation realm to new heights. Lu Tianming felt a mix of astonishment and uncertainty in his heart. He knew that with his current strength, there was no way he could achieve a breakthrough at this level.
So, where did this power come from?
He quickly searched his mind for possible answers, and eventually, a name surfaced: Yin Tianzi. In this secret realm, the only powerful individual he had encountered was that enigmatic figure, Yin Tianzi.
With this thought, a wave of gratitude surged within Lu Tianming. He stood up, faced the void, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply, saying earnestly, "Thank you for your assistance, senior!"
However, the void remained silent for a long time, as if nothing had ever happened.
Lu Tianming furrowed his brow slightly. Although questions lingered in his mind, he understood that some debts of gratitude might only be remembered in silence and need not be spoken aloud.
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes once more and focused on the new power coursing through him.
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