Panlong's Transcendental Fire

After bidding farewell to Lao En, Lin Tian returned to the palace. His strength had greatly increased since his training in the Monster Mountain Range, but he was not complacent. Instead, he immediately added a crucial training program to his repertoire—sparring with Commander Kahn.

Upon returning, he informed his father and mother of his current strength, and then expressed his desire to gain more experience in fighting level nine warriors, requiring a powerful level nine warrior for training.

After pondering for a moment, the Emperor said, "Lin Tian, ​​Commander Kahn has been your bodyguard since you were a child, and he is utterly loyal to the royal family. Over the years, he has cultivated diligently and has now reached the peak of the ninth level, and has even mastered the profound technique of making light work feel heavy. In recent years, he has also gained considerable insight into the power of heaven and earth. Given time, once he successfully comprehends it, he will be able to step into the realm of sainthood. His strength far surpasses that of ordinary ninth-level experts, and he is absolutely loyal. You will definitely gain a lot from sparring with him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation. He respectfully replied, "Father, rest assured, I will not let you down. I will hone my strength through sparring with Commander Kahn."

From then on, every morning, Lin Tian would arrive at the palace's training ground on time to engage in fierce sparring with Commander Kahn. Kahn was burly, with resolute eyes, and every movement he made contained immense power.

"Your Highness, let's start with the most basic moves today," Kahn said, assuming a fighting stance.

Lin Tian quickly got into position, holding his spear horizontally, and said, "Commander, please give me your guidance."

The two figures intersected, instantly launching into a fierce exchange of attacks. Kahn's attacks were powerful and fierce, each move seemingly weighing a ton, while Lin Tian relied on his agile movements and superb skills to maneuver against him.

"Your Highness, pay attention to the rhythm of your power. Lifting heavy weights with ease is not simply about reducing strength, but about skillfully using that strength. It may seem effortless, but it actually contains immense power." Kahn instructed Lin Tian while attacking.

Through repeated parries and counterattacks, Lin Tian gradually grasped the meaning of Kahn's words. He tried to adjust his power generation method, skillfully integrating his battle qi into each strike.

"Yes, that's right, Your Highness grasps it very quickly. But you still need to be careful to use this technique flexibly in the ever-changing battle." Kahn's eyes showed approval as he saw Lin Tian's progress.

After the sparring session ended, Lin Tian was panting, but his eyes were even more determined. He knew that mastering the art of effortless mastery was not something that could be achieved overnight; it required constant practice.

In the afternoon, Lin Tian immediately immersed himself in magical training. After finishing his daily magical skill practice, he would go to the palace garden, concentrate his mind, and cast a fireball spell. The fireball burned fiercely in mid-air, while Lin Tian focused intently on sensing the changes in the elements within the fireball. He carefully observed the flames leaping at the edge of the fireball, feeling the rhythm of the fire element within, trying to find a more subtle way to manipulate the elements.

As night fell, the palace fell into tranquility. Lin Tian returned to his room, sat cross-legged, and began his nightly meditation. He slowly released his spiritual energy, like gentle threads, searching for traces of magical elements in the air. As his perception of magical elements became increasingly acute, subtle fluctuations that were usually imperceptible were now clearly presented in his spiritual world. These elements seemed to come alive in his perception, resonating subtly with his spirit.

Lin Tian knew that the path of cultivation was long and arduous, and only by persevering and constantly honing himself could he go further and further on the road to becoming stronger.

Day after day, Lin Tian immersed himself in the world of cultivation.

After a period of cultivation, Lin Tian finally ushered in an opportunity for breakthrough. On a quiet night, he was meditating deeply as usual. Suddenly, a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy surged from the depths of his consciousness, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. He could feel his spiritual energy rapidly condensing and compressing under the influence of this fluctuation. Each condensation guided his spiritual energy towards a higher level of transformation.

As his mental energy was continuously compressed, Lin Tian finally broke through the eighth level barrier and successfully reached the ninth level. He could clearly feel that his perception of the surrounding magical elements had become more acute, and he could control them more easily.

After reaching level nine mental strength, Lin Tian did not stop for a moment and immediately began refining the elements of heaven and earth. As early as when he was a level seven mage, his magic power had already liquefied. Now, the breakthrough in his mental strength gave him the confidence to attempt to reach level nine magic power.

He closed his eyes, immersing his consciousness in the ocean of magic within his body. Guided by him, the liquefied magic began to flow slowly, like a ceaseless, rushing river. He concentrated, continuously drawing the surrounding elements of heaven and earth into his body, fusing them with the liquefied magic. This process was extremely slow and arduous; each fusion of a single element required his complete concentration, and the slightest misstep could lead to the magic spiraling out of control.

As time passed, more and more elements of heaven and earth were refined and integrated into his magic. Lin Tian's ocean of magic began to surge more and more, and the concentration of magic continued to increase. For several days in a row, he was immersed in this high-intensity refining process, without sleep or rest.

Finally, at the break of dawn, as the last trace of the elements of heaven and earth successfully merged into magic, Lin Tian finally became a level nine mage.

Lin Tian had just calmed his magic when a strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from the depths of his body, like a double baptism of soul and body. He felt as if he were in a giant furnace, undergoing a transformative change from soul to body.

In this transformation, his soul seemed to undergo a sublimation. Lin Tian could feel his soul becoming purer and stronger, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. And his body, under the transformation of this power, became more resilient and light, with every inch of skin and every bone radiating new vitality.

After the enhancement ended, Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes. He was surprised to find that his soul within his sea of ​​consciousness had transformed into a burning flame. This flame emanated a mysterious and powerful aura, seemingly containing boundless power. A thought struck Lin Tian—the Sacred Domain.

He tried to concentrate, attempting to levitate. The instant his thought arose, he naturally floated into the air. Looking down at his body, which seemed to float instinctively, he was filled with doubt and surprise, muttering to himself, "This is the Holy Realm?"

Suspended in the air, Lin Tian felt the unprecedentedly powerful force within him, his mind filled with countless thoughts. He knew this was merely a new beginning; the path to the Holy Realm was full of unknowns and challenges, but he was prepared to face whatever the future held.