Following several great battles recently, Xiao Qiang had lost much of his strength. Although his True Qi of Creation was incredibly miraculous, if he did not stop to adjust himself and recover, it would be detrimental to his cultivation. Hence, over these few days, he had been fine-tuning his True Qi of Creation to replenish himself while also digesting the insights gained from the major battles. His realm had already reached the late peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but he knew this was far from his limit; in fact, it was merely a starting point. He needed to continually accumulate power, preparing for his final sprint towards the Golden Core.
"Xiao Qiang, an old friend has come to visit. Aren't you going to come out and greet me?" Just as Xiao Qiang was cultivating, a sinister yet somewhat familiar voice wafted in from outside the door.
