At some point, Yang Dingtian had opened his eyes. His sharp gaze was fixed on Ye Wushuang, who was bathed in a glorious radiance, but his expression gradually darkened.
Ye Wushuang's transformation was astonishing. Even from a distance, Yang Dingtian could faintly sense the terrifying might of the Treasure Body.
"Ye Wushuang!"
He murmured the two words, a name he had learned at the Earth Palace Gate. The insignificant figure he had once dismissed now presented him with a great challenge.
He glanced at the mountain peak again, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes.
'No, I can't let Ye Wushuang get there first.'
Yang Dingtian muttered to himself and resumed his meditation.
Having broken through to the Treasure Body, Ye Wushuang felt his entire body brimming with power. His vitality surged, and his Physical Strength had risen by several levels.
