All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Wang Gan raised his hand.

Ten drops of dazzling seven colors, among which the dragon-shaped essence floated in the void.

Within the essence, dragon energy swirled, and ten dragon-shaped drops roamed freely, as if countless small dragons were being conceived within.

It was none other than the superior dragon marrow that cultivators who had transformed into dragons could not obtain!

If an ordinary cultivator obtained ten drops of dragon marrow of such high quality, they would definitely use them drop by drop, using a few drops for each minor realm, in order to maximize their effect.

However, as a high-level cultivator, Wang Gan was confident that he could acquire precious treasures again. He would not forget his original intention of rapidly improving his cultivation level just because they were precious.

"They devour the saints above, the sacred sites in the middle, and the sacred bodies below..."

"From now on, just call me the King of Gnawing!"

"Once Ye Fan returns, I will definitely not lack resources anymore."

Wang Gan chuckled.
The higher the cultivation level, the more extravagant the resources required become, to the point that the Yao Guang Holy Land will be unable to supply them.

Therefore, Wang Gan made plans early on to cultivate a resource-rich individual—Emperor Ye Tian!
In the original work, in order to fill the bottomless pit of the Holy Body, the resources arranged for Ye Fan were undoubtedly the best and most abundant. Even if Wang Gan managed to get a little bit of it, it would be enough for him to cultivate to the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Wang Gan looked at the imperial weapon in the air. On the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, there were also the Dao principles of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!
"System, give me some teeth!"

I won't give you oral sex.

Wang Gan: "???"

[Kill the powerful Sendai expert Tu Tian and gain 10 Destiny Points.]

[Destiny Points 30-20]!
More than ten days later.

Wang Gan refined all the dragon marrow, leaving not a single drop, while simultaneously comprehending the Dao principles of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, gaining considerable insights.

At the spine, the energy nurtured by the dragon is almost tangible, the dragon's head is held high, and it vaguely resembles the aura of a real dragon.

Transformation into a Dragon, Sixth Heaven!
"As expected, resources are king in Shrouding the Heavens. If I had fifty or sixty drops of dragon marrow, I would definitely be able to directly achieve the ninth level of Dragon Transformation today!"

Wang Gan sighed regretfully.
"But it's enough to deal with the Holy Son of Yao Guang!"

At this moment, the Yao Guang Holy Land was peaceful, yet filled with an invisible tension.
Although Wang Gan did not declare war on the Holy Son of Yao Guang, everyone knew that Wang Gan, as Li Daoqing's disciple, had already broken through to the Dragon Transformation Realm and was still so powerful that he would inevitably fight against the current Holy Son of Yao Guang.

Wang Gan stepped out of his secluded cultivation room and immediately encountered an unexpected figure.

Yao Xi, the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang.

Compared to Weiwei's pure and ethereal beauty, seemingly that of a celestial being, Yao Xi was different.
Her skin was like jade, like a thin cloud veiling the bright moon, like a sea of ​​jade caressing a pearl. She was alluring but not seductive, like a combination of a fairy and a demoness, beautiful to the extreme.

"It seems that Junior Brother has gained quite a bit from this seclusion."

Yao Xi smiled broadly, her purpose for visiting this rising junior brother was unknown.

"I have indeed gained a lot."

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile.

"Then, junior brother, are you confident?"

"Challenge the Holy Son of Yao Guang".

Yao Xi's beautiful face held a half-smile, tinged with a hint of inquiry.
Wang Gan smiled calmly.
“It’s a guaranteed win.”

After planting the Bodhi tree in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, Wang Ganfan's body underwent a complete transformation. His aura became increasingly mysterious and profound, the ancient seal between his brows was enigmatic, his eyes were bright and full of vitality, and his temperament was extraordinary, like a magnificent tree growing vigorously.

Even his lifespan is hundreds of years longer than that of ordinary cultivators.

Having experienced so many opportunities for advancement, coupled with his unwavering belief that every breakthrough would be a game-changer, Wang Gan's accumulated foundation had long since reached a level that even ordinary geniuses could hardly match.

Especially after planting the Bodhi tree, Wang Gan's physical body and soul power underwent a transformation, directly rivaling those of ancient emperors and princes!
In terms of literal data, Wang Gan's attainment of the Eight Forbidden Realms is beyond the reach of the Holy Son of Yao Guang. Not to mention, the Holy Son of Yao Guang's realm may not even be as high as his sixth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm!
"Besides, if I lose, I can simply challenge my senior sister for the position of Holy Maiden of Yao Guang," Wang Gan joked.
Yao Xi uttered a sound.
This guy is shameless. He's a man, yet he dares to challenge for the position of Holy Maiden. Not to mention, Wang Gan's cultivation level far surpasses hers, by a whole major realm!

Wang Gan's mind stirred, and he thought of that beautiful and innocent senior sister.

Where is Vivi?

Yao Xi smiled, her tone carrying a deeper meaning.

"It seems that Junior Brother cares a lot about Senior Sister Weiwei."

"She is in seclusion to cultivate herself, saying she needs to digest what she has learned from this experience."

"Moreover, she is quite composed and seems to have a different kind of confidence in you. She should be there when you challenge the Holy Son of Yao Guang."

Wang Gan laughed heartily.
"Then let Weiwei wait. The final battle will begin in three days!"

As he spoke, Wang Gan flicked his finger, and a ray of chaotic holy light appeared, transforming into the shape of a flying sword.
Flying swords crisscrossed the sky.

Emerging from the cave, its momentum was immense, emitting a clear sword cry, traversing six hundred miles in its path, startling countless elders and disciples.
"This is... the Holy Light Technique of the Candidate Holy Son Wang Gan!"

"The direction leads to the cave dwelling of the Holy Son of Yao Guang!"

"Is a fight finally about to break out!?"

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword arrived at the Holy Son Peak where the Holy Son of Yao Guang was located.

After sitting in his secluded chamber for several days, the Holy Son of Yaoguang noticed the sound of swords ringing outside and his eyes lit up instantly. He took a step and stepped outside.

Not far away, the Primordial Holy Sword tore through the void, arriving with a terrifying killing intent, clearly indicating that its visitor was not friendly.

"Ah!"

The Holy Son of Yao Guang's gaze was icy, but he made no move.

He could sense that the flying sword contained no killing intent, only fighting spirit. This was not a direct declaration of war, but a challenge!

One hundred and eight divine halos swayed around him, connecting with the chains of laws between heaven and earth, transforming the mountain into a world-refining bronze furnace, indestructible.

The flying sword pierced into the mountain range, flashing with dazzling light as it flew, and finally came to a steady stop in front of the Holy Son of Yao Guang.

Click!

The Holy Son of Yao Guang calmly observed the cracks that had appeared out of nowhere on the surface of the flying sword.

The next moment, the flying sword shattered, transforming into endless rain of light.

"The Holy Son's Battle will begin in three days!"

As the flying sword shattered, the divine power within it began to burn, and a tremendous sound resounded for nearly a thousand miles, the echo lingering for a long time.

Standing in the void, Yao Guang Shengzi exchanged a fleeting glance with Wang Gan, who was dozens of miles away, and they saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Overbearingly domineering. You're courting death!"

The Holy Son of Yaoguang snorted coldly, equally confident, not believing that he would lose to this rising star!

The news caused an uproar within the holy land.

"It's here, it's finally here, the battle of the Holy Sons!"

"I vote for Wang Gan. He has only been cultivating for a few years, yet he has already caught up with the realm of the Holy Son of Yao Guang. He is clearly more terrifying than the Holy Son of Yao Guang!"

"In my opinion, Wang Gan is too hasty. Young people can't settle down. With his talent, if he cultivates for a few more years, his chances of winning will probably be much higher. I just hope he doesn't end up like other fallen geniuses, losing all his spirit after one defeat!" (End of this chapter)