A series of golden lights flickered on Wang Yan's body, and his aura continually rose. In an instant, the golden light reached its peak, completely engulfing Wang Yan.

Shi Sanquan was blinded by the golden light, hurriedly shielding his eyes with his hand. Peering through the gaps between his fingers, Shi Sanquan looked towards Wang Yan.

"He broke through, he actually broke through at the brink of death!" Shi Sanquan widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was witnessing.

"So he broke through to a High-Tier Demon Warrior, thankfully, he's still far behind me." Seeing Wang Yan's cultivation level, Shi Sanquan felt somewhat relieved.

However, in the next moment, Shi Sanquan seemed to realize something, his face immediately turning to one of horror: "No, there's something wrong here. Why does his cultivation level only reach High-Tier Demon Warrior, yet that golden light seems so noble? It even makes me, at Demon Master Great Perfection, want to bow in reverence?"

As Shi Sanquan was lost in thought, the golden light gradually dispersed, revealing Wang Yan's joyous face.

At this moment, Wang Yan's injuries were still severe, his body still stained with blood, but his cultivation had completely filled, reaching the level of a High-Tier Demon Warrior.

Wang Yan stood there, immediately scrutinizing his body.

Indeed, it was true, he was at High-Tier Demon Warrior.

Although High-Tier Demon Warrior was still far from his desired Demon King level, at least now he had discovered the way to enhance his cultivation.

With this method, improving cultivation was no longer a problem.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan lifted his eyes and noticed the stunned Shi Sanquan standing before him. He smiled slightly and said, "Come on, Shi Sanquan, let me have a good fight with you today."

With that, Wang Yan charged forward, once again lunging at Shi Sanquan.

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A few minutes later, Wang Yan was once again knocked back by Shi Sanquan, falling to the ground with his injuries worsening.

Yet Wang Yan remained undeterred, pressing forward with determination.

Shi Sanquan was nearly going mad; though a brute by nature, unafraid in battle, today he truly felt fear.

Even though Wang Yan was someone he could still effortlessly send flying, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.

But exactly what, Shi Sanquan couldn't figure out. Over and over, he knocked Wang Yan to the ground, only to watch him rise again and again.

With each punch landed on Wang Yan, Shi Sanquan's unease only grew.

As expected, when Shi Sanquan sent Wang Yan flying yet again, nearly rendering him unable to rise,

golden light once again flared on Wang Yan's body, enveloping him completely.

Seeing this golden light, Shi Sanquan widened his eyes once more, saying, "Could he be breaking through again?"

The golden light faded, and Wang Yan, emerging from it, wasted no time, charging straight back at Shi Sanquan.

At this point, Shi Sanquan was even more confused, completely unable to fathom how Wang Yan was breaking through so rapidly.

Were it the senior brother outside, he would have figured it out and immediately ceased attacking Wang Yan.

But Shi Sanquan, both foolish and simple-minded, couldn't wrap his head around it; as soon as Wang Yan attacked, he counterattacked. Sometimes, frustrated by Wang Yan's relentless fighting, he even attacked Wang Yan more ferociously.

Yet, the fiercer Shi Sanquan's attacks grew, the more excited Wang Yan became.

Gradually, over just half an hour, the golden light on Wang Yan's body flickered four or five times more.

Normally speaking, Wang Yan's cultivation shouldn't have been able to grow this quickly.

Even if it could, it would cause substantial harm to Wang Yan's body.

But Wang Yan was different; his body had completely reached Demon King standards, meaning it could fully accommodate such an immense Power of Demon Patterns.

It was like a giant empty pool that could hold ten tons of water, yet only five tons were poured in; naturally, it was an easy feat.

Now, Wang Yan's body was that empty pool, and as the Power of Demon Patterns poured in, it was fully absorbed without any loss.

For Shi Sanquan, having been shocked initially by Wang Yan's escalating cultivation, then becoming accustomed over time, he was now numb to it.

Slowly but surely, Shi Sanquan lost track of how long Wang Yan's golden light would keep flashing.

Each time the golden light appeared, Shi Sanquan stood there dazed, waiting for Wang Yan's golden light to dissipate, upon which he'd fully exert himself to attack Wang Yan again.

For Shi Sanquan, no matter how the golden light on Wang Yan shimmered, once it faded, Wang Yan would inevitably be knocked to the ground by him again.

This time, after the golden light on Wang Yan's body shone, Wang Yan charged once more.

Sighing as usual, Shi Sanquan said, "Kid, how many times have I told you, you can't beat me at all. I suggest you kneel and admit defeat. Or how about this, let's call it a draw this time."

Saying this, Shi Sanquan lazily lifted his fist, just like before, and struck at Wang Yan.

In Shi Sanquan's view, his punch would undoubtedly send Wang Yan flying again.

But this time, Wang Yan's fist directly met Shi Sanquan's punch head-on.

Shi Sanquan was taken aback, then chuckled, "Heh, you're asking for it yourself; I'll shatter your fist now and see how you continue fighting me."

With that, Shi Sanquan exerted full force, channeling all his Demon Master Great Perfection power into his fist.

A loud "boom" echoed as their fists collided.

On impact, the condescension in Shi Sanquan's eyes was abruptly replaced by shock.

Because he felt an immense strength in Wang Yan's fist, entirely incomparable to before.

It was as if what he collided with was not Wang Yan's fist, but like a piece of giant timber.

"How is this possible? I've landed hundreds of punches on him; he should be at death's door, how could he still possess such power?"

Before Shi Sanquan could understand, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying back like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard onto the ground.

With a thud, Shi Sanquan's body bounced a few times before coming to a stop.

Quickly scrambling to his feet, Shi Sanquan moved back desperately, stopping only when his back pressed against the barrier, then looking at Wang Yan in horror.

Gazing at the mighty Wang Yan standing before him, Shi Sanquan suddenly grasped the situation, shouting, "I get it, I get it, you've been increasing your cultivation through fighting me. You fool, you only realized now. But what's your cultivation level now?"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Demon Master Great Perfection."

Hearing this, Shi Sanquan's eyes widened so much it seemed they'd pop out.

In just half an hour, he had gone from Initial-Tier Demon Warrior to Demon Master Great Perfection—is he even human?

The overwhelming fear in his heart drove Shi Sanquan to retreat frantically, as if trying to squeeze out of the barrier, retreating while shouting, "I won't fight you anymore, I won't fight you, you're insane, help, someone help!"

But at this moment, Wang Yan no longer spared Shi Sanquan a glance; instead, he turned towards the surrounding barrier and said, "I don't need you anymore; I need a stronger opponent!"

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