When Wang Fan first received the news, he felt very speechless.
It always feels a little weird that such a bloody thing happened to him.
He originally thought that his family was so powerful that they could cover the sky with one hand and do whatever they wanted.
Unexpectedly, we still faced danger.
Fortunately, after so many years, Wang Fan has not been chased once or twice, nor has he encountered danger once or twice, but he has become accustomed to it.
Of course, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is that it is very difficult for him to improve in the holy realm.
Only by reaching a more advanced realm can he become stronger and improve faster.
"Hey, wait another month. If Hongxiu and senior sister don't come back after one month, then I will have no choice but to leave."
Wang Fan murmured in a low voice, then took off his clothes and jumped into the tub.
He has been working very hard to build momentum.
In addition, he is a celebrity himself, so now almost most of the monks in the Holy Domain already know that Wang Fan has returned and will rebuild the Holy Palace.
In this case, as long as Hongxiu and the others are still alive, as long as they are still in the sanctuary, they will definitely know the news.
Moreover, one month is enough for them to come back no matter where they are in the sanctuary, given their strength.
If they haven't rushed back by then, it can only mean that they encountered something unexpected, or that they have left the sanctuary.
Without these people, it would be a joke for Wang Fan to build the Holy Palace.
And he doesn't have time to take care of the Holy Palace.
If he leaves, the Holy Palace will be destroyed again, and it would be better not to build it.
Without a strong person in charge, it would be almost impossible for the Holy Palace to rebuild, develop, and grow.
A month passed quickly. During this month, Wang Fan had been practicing in the Holy Palace and never left.
Every night, he would soak in the medicinal bath made by Yao Ling'er to repair himself.
Not only is his physical body more powerful, but he has also faintly felt the existence of divine energy.
At this moment, Wang Fan suddenly became happy.
Cultivation, he is finally recovering.
With his current physical fighting strength and his recovery of cultivation, he is confident to fight against the ninth level of the Holy Emperor.
Of course, there is still some gap between him and the peak Saint Emperor like Qin Ge.
On this day, Wang Fan came out of the medicinal bath and suddenly felt the spiritual energy particles between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Wang Fan couldn't help but become excited.
It had been so long, but he finally felt the spiritual energy particles again.
The long-lost cultivation is finally coming back.
Wang Fan didn't waste any time, he immediately started to activate his skills, absorbed spiritual energy and started practicing.
In just a short moment, his cultivation level had broken through the Immortal Emperor level and entered the Great Emperor level.
However, after entering the Great Emperor, the progress slowed down.
Wang Fan's face was a little dark, but he did not stop, but quickly used his mental power to take out countless pills to assist in his practice.
He must return to his peak or even achieve a breakthrough.
But soon, Wang Fan became desperate.
After his cultivation reached the fifth level of the Great Emperor, he could no longer make any progress, as if he was being squeezed to death.
The fifth floor of the Great Emperor?
Wang Fan is going crazy.
You know, before he was injured, his cultivation had already reached the seventh level of the Great Emperor.
Although the current fifth-level Emperor is enough to defeat the previous seventh-level Emperor.
But he didn't want this outcome.
Of course it is necessary to improve one's strength through practice, but one must also improve one's cultivation level.
Otherwise, wouldn’t this cultivation be in vain?
Wang Fan was unwilling to give in and continued to absorb the spiritual liquid crazily to practice.
He also felt the growth of divine energy in his Dantian, but unfortunately, the growth rate of divine energy was too slow.
In other words, his Dantian is too big. Although his strength is improving rapidly, the progress is extremely slow.
He looked inside and found that his Dantian had completely formed a sea of Dantian, which was vast and boundless.
"Let me go, how long will it take to cultivate to become the Holy Emperor?"
Looking at the vast sea of pills, Wang Fan was almost desperate.
If your strength increases but your cultivation level does not increase, that is also a headache.
There was a squeak.
Yao Ling'er pushed the door open and entered.
She looked at Wang Fan in front of her and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This month of constant processing and testing of medicinal properties made her look and feel a little haggard.
However, she was quite satisfied with her results.
If we say that the previous Wang Fan was considered a monster among the ancient tribes.
So now, Wang Fan is considered to be the most peak existence.
He can already compete with those truly top monsters.
At the same level, Wang Fan is not weaker than them at all.
The reason why Wang Fan's cultivation level was downgraded was naturally because his physical body was strengthened and he was practicing again.
"Ling'er." Wang Fan saw Yao Ling'er and quickly put on his coat.
He was also very grateful to the woman in front of him.
Of course, if you don’t like it, there is no other meaning.
"Yes." Yao Ling'er nodded and asked softly: "It seems that your senior sisters will not be back in a short time. When do you plan to leave?"
When Wang Fan heard this, he always felt a little strange.
Why did she only mention senior fellow apprentices and not that cheap master Canglan?
Of course, Wang Fan was too lazy to think too much and said, "Forget it, I won't wait for them and leave tomorrow."
"Okay." Yao Ling'er nodded, then turned and left without saying anything else.
That night, Wang Fan did not practice, but sat on the roof all night.
He is leaving soon, leaving the sanctuary soon.
Now that I have left, I don’t know if it’s the right time to come back.
The next day, Yao Ling'er came to the roof.
There was no unnecessary nonsense or courtesy between the two of them. They saw Yao Ling'er grabbing Wang Fan's hand, and the next second, a talisman appeared in her other hand.
The talisman was activated, and a white light appeared instantly, pulling up the two people, tearing apart the space, and disappearing in place.
Above the endless void, a burly figure was eating apples. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Leaving? Going back now? Damn it, that girl from the Yao family didn't even come to see me, my senior? It's really outrageous."
"However, that boy's strength seems to have improved a lot. Gee, now he can barely compete with those little things."
"It looks like the days ahead will be interesting."
He muttered to himself, tore it open with one hand, and the space was torn apart, then stepped into it and disappeared.
Wang Fan didn't know that he had just left for less than two hours.
Three figures have already appeared here.
It was Cang Lan and the other three.
"gone?"
"Well, let's go."
"Practice hard. The senior has already said that as long as we practice according to his techniques, we will soon be able to break through to the Holy Emperor. When the time comes, we can leave this space and help him."
The three of them were talking, but their eyes were staring into the distance, and their hearts were filled with complicated thoughts.
China.
This is the core of the universe.
Here, the Immortal Emperors are all ants, the Great Emperors are as numerous as dogs, and only the Holy Emperor can barely be considered a strong one.
The land of Shenzhou is where geniuses and monsters from countless realms gather, as well as peerless strong men. It is a place where true strong men gather.