Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Ye Ling's heart jolted with shock, could the Heavenly Dao Tree be advancing?

"Whirl!" Just at that moment, the leaves of the plants that had originally clustered around the Heavenly Dao Tree began to whirl through the air, dancing gracefully midair.

As if expressing a jubilation, streaks of green vines danced about.

And the Heavenly Dao Tree itself was slowly floating midair, at its summit, a huge leaf-shaped fruit gently spun, emitting a faint verdure and fragrance.

The tree, like an immense green jade crown, enshrouded Ye Ling, and from around the tree, strands of formidable life essence wafted out.

"Little master, please sit down quickly!" The Heavenly Dao Tree spoke at this moment, its voice crisp and pleasant, like pearls colliding, making Ye Ling's entire body relaxed.

Ye Ling inhaled deeply, then sat cross-legged on the bed, forming hand seals, as the Spiritual Energy in his body rapidly circulated. The Golden Core within his Dantian began to rotate slowly, emitting strands of golden light.

"Hum!" The next moment, those golden lights, like golden dragons, crazily surged into Ye Ling's body.

Then they moved about in his Dantian, eventually converging deep within his mind.

As the golden lights poured in, waves of intense pain transmitted from Ye Ling's mind, he gritted his teeth, enduring this agony.

Ye Ling felt that this intense pain was as if it would shatter his skull.

However, Ye Ling clenched his jaws and bore it forcefully; in his mind, the golden lights furiously tempered his Divine Sense, Golden Core, and soul.

Under such intense stimulation, Ye Ling's Divine Sense and Golden Core also rapidly strengthened, surges of energy fluctuations resonated around them, inciting trepidation.

At this moment, Ye Ling, who sat in lotus position, had his clothing soaked through with sweat.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his complexion turned crimson, and he appeared particularly ferocious and terrifying.

Yet, Ye Ling continued to endure the excruciating pain.

Ye Ling's eyes were tightly shut, a faint cold smile on his lips. Amidst the pain, his spirit was greatly tempered, elevating Ye Ling's strength once again.

"Huff..." Ye Ling exhaled a long breath of turbid air, opening his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning, filled with a killing intent that sent shivers down the spine!

Ye Ling stood up, feeling the strength within himself, a slight curve formed at his lips, an alluring arc flickering at the corner of his mouth.

"Although my realm has not improved this time, my strength has increased significantly."

"However, I am still very confident that I can defeat those so-called 'almost-Saints'!" Ye Ling clenched his fist, his eyes filled with pride.

"Young master, these are the innate abilities produced by my advancement, and now you have absorbed them all."

"Although your realm has not been raised, your Divine Sense, soul, and Golden Core have all been strengthened!" The Heavenly Dao Tree said from the side.

Ye Ling chuckled, nodding, "Indeed, these are all great things!"

"Young master, I have now advanced and can take you to the inner space to improve your strength. Your current cultivation, are you just a step away from the half-step Saint realm?" The Heavenly Dao Tree asked from the side.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling's eyes suddenly brightened, he rejoiced secretly in his heart, this was a tremendously fortunate event. Every time he entered the Heavenly Dao Tree's inner space to spar with phantoms, his strength would take a qualitative leap.

And now, Ye Ling had already reached the peak of the Heavenly Man realm. He was merely one step away from the Half-Step Saint realm.

Although there were only a few characters difference between the two, the gap between them was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth!

"Great! Then I'll trouble you, Heavenly Dao Tree!"

Ye Ling hurriedly expressed his gratitude to the Heavenly Dao Tree. Without it, improving his strength once more would have been more difficult than ascending to the heavens. After all, the Heavenly Dao Tree was born from the nurturing of the heaven and earth and possessed extremely heaven-defying abilities.

"No need for thanks, young master. Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to advance. My advancement is all thanks to you!" the Heavenly Dao Tree said with a chuckle.

Ye Ling nodded his head and didn't say much more. Soon after, a familiar dizzying sensation came over him, and in the next second, Ye Ling's consciousness directly appeared in that unnamed space.

Within this space, there was still no slight change, except the temperature here was much colder than outside.

The moment Ye Ling set foot here, suddenly, a tremendous pressure swept out, raging in all directions and pressing Ye Ling flat on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"What is this?" Ye Ling lifted his head, scanned the surrounding space, and murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a familiar figure slowly appeared in front of Ye Ling—it was a Phantom!

"Phantom, what are you doing?" Ye Ling, lying on the ground, saw the familiar phantom and instantly flew into a rage, bellowing at the phantom.

The Phantom looked at Ye Ling with an expressionless face, releasing its aura unrestrainedly, overwhelming Ye Ling like a relentless storm.

"What you need to do now is to defeat me!" the Phantom said coldly.

"I'll beat your damn head into a pulp..."

Ye Ling struggled to get up from the ground, but he found that no matter how much strength he used, his physical body couldn't withstand the immense pressure.

Ye Ling's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, dropping to the ground and pitting the surface.

"You waste, your cultivation is inadequate, your physical body is weak, and even though your Divine Sense, spirit, and Golden Core have all improved by many folds, you still can't withstand my pressure. That is the difference between you and me!" the Phantom said indifferently.

"Hmph, I, Ye Ling, am not someone you can insult!" Ye Ling snorted coldly, his eyes brimming with intense anger.

"Then you might as well surrender and admit defeat obediently!" the Phantom stated coldly.

Ye Ling took a deep breath, and the Divine Power in his body began to flow slowly.

Clenching his teeth, he said, "If that's the case, then I have no choice but to give it my all!"

Ye Ling took a deep breath, as the Divine Power in his body circulated wildly. In the next moment, his body shook violently, and waves of powerful energy surged within him, his momentum climbing steadily.

Ye Ling, despite the tremendous pressure, slowly rose from the ground where he had been prone.

"Rumble!"

Explosions roared around him, Ye Ling's muscles trembled uncontrollably, and blood seeped crazily from his pores.

"Hold on! I must be able to bear it!"