The next morning at 8am, Ye Chen awoke from his cultivation. He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and the blood dragon above his head burrowed back into his body.
After a night of cultivation, not only did his cultivation level increase a little, but it also allowed him to comprehend more of the Heaven-Splitting Sword technique that the black-robed old man taught him.
The technique was mysterious, and could produce an incredible amount of power when combined with his blood dragon. However, the reserves of true qi in his dantian currently were only enough for him to unleash the first move of the technique.
Still, he was already very satisfied with this.
The Burning Sky Palm, Bloodthirsty Slash, and the Heaven Splitting Sword should be enough to deal with most of the problems he would face at this point.
The only thing he had to do now was wait for Xiang Chengdong to call.
After waiting for some time, his phone rang.
