Chapter 8

Two figures were engaged in a fierce battle ahead.

One was a second-stage beast, the Swift Leopard, while the other was about five feet tall, with bulging muscles, a demon man who had reached the ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm.

"Really good luck!"

Without a second thought, Ye Han charged straight over.

In this world, there were not only humans and beasts, but also a type of underground demon man, a "great race."

Legend has it that this was a race that resulted from the failed fusion of beast and human bloodlines in ancient times, which then underwent a mutation. They lived in the dark corners of the Divine Martial Continent, inheriting the nature of beasts, feeding on blood, and being extremely cruel, with humans being their primary prey.

Rumble!

A domineering fist was unleashed, striking the waist of the Swift Leopard first.

Roar...

The second-stage Swift Leopard was directly blasted several meters away, howling in pain, its body convulsing.

In an instant, another punch was thrown, and the demon man, who had just entered the ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm, was hit, his body bursting forth in rage.

"Human? Die, die, die!"

The demon man's eyes were filled with cruelty, bloodshot, and extremely violent, slapping a palm towards Ye Han's face.

Underground demon men, who often walked on the edge of blood and slaughter, believed in the supremacy of fists, often having a formidable physical body and immense strength, capable of directly fighting beasts.

The demon man in front, although just entering the ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm, could almost rival Ye Yang, who had been at the ninth level for over a decade. This palm could have directly shattered Ye Han's body from two days ago.

But now, Ye Han faced him head-on, their fists colliding, and the demon man screamed in pain in just one exchange.

"Kill!"

Ye Han's fighting spirit was filled with a killing intent, and he continued to attack according to the method of the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Fist in his mind, treating the demon man as a training opponent.

The force of the punches reverberated, and energy spread in all directions. In just a few dozen breaths, the two figures clashed over a hundred times.

With a crack, the demon man's arm bone split, his arm trembling uncontrollably, unable to lift.

"Impossible, you are just a human at the eighth level of the Gathering Essence Realm, how can your strength be so exaggerated?" The demon man was panic-stricken, looking at Ye Han with fear, and then turned to flee.

Ye Han's strength was even more "demonic" than the demon man's. Each punch was so powerful that ordinary beings at the Gathering Essence Realm could not withstand it. The key was that his body, tempered by dragon qi, was extremely resilient, and his essence energy was extremely robust, allowing him to maintain a continuous and explosive state.

"Go to hell."

Ye Han's body moved, instantly charging forward, and he delivered a direct punch to the demon man's back.

The force penetrated his body, and the demon man's heart burst, collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

This creature deserved to die!

Ye Han's cold eyes swept over the scene. He would never forget the scene a few months ago when he hid in the shadows and witnessed several demon men devour two disciples of the Yan Yang Academy alive.

Turning around, the Swift Leopard had also taken its last breath and was dead.

Ye Han took out a knife and skillfully removed the beast core. This beast core was a good thing, which could be exchanged for different pills and elixirs at the Yan Yang Academy. If Ye Han reached the Divine Power Realm, he could also refine the beast core himself.

"It seems that I can master the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Fist in ten days!"

"Although I took advantage of the situation, attacking the Swift Leopard and the demon man while they were fighting, it seems that I now have the ability to kill a peak second-stage beast and a regular Gathering Essence Realm demon man in their prime." Ye Han summarized the battle, drawing on the experience.

Wandering in the depths of the Cold Abyss Mine, Ye Han continuously fought, and his combat experience and the use of his strength became increasingly proficient.

This kind of harvest was unprecedented. In the past, when he entered the Cold Abyss Mine several times, he almost always hid in the shadows, concealing his aura, to seek various opportunities, unlike this time when he continuously fought.

The harvest exceeded his expectations. By the sixth day, Ye Han had already mastered the first punch of the Tiger-Leopard Thunder Fist.

On the morning of the ninth day, a pleasant surprise occurred.

After killing another demon man, Ye Han's essence energy surged, unable to be suppressed, continuously circulating in his body, compressing inch by inch, and beginning to undergo a qualitative change.

This change lasted for over a hundred breaths, and his essence energy suddenly became even more surging, circulating through his limbs and bones, making his bones and flesh more condensed, his strength more domineering and compact.

Ye Han felt that the essence of life had been elevated, and his vitality was ten times more vigorous.

Ninth level!

The ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm!

Finally, he broke through.

Ye Han knew that he had finally broken through to the ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm. It was almost unimaginable that in less than half a month, he had gone from being completely crippled to reaching the peak of the Gathering Essence Realm... the ninth level.

Many people in Yan City could not achieve this in ten or twenty years.

Ye Han had long heard that the geniuses of major forces had extraordinary realms, and their breakthroughs were as easy as eating and drinking. He had always found it hard to imagine, but now he had experienced this feeling.

It turns out that nothing is impossible. Although the Gathering Essence Realm is just the early stage of cultivation, with the right opportunities, rapid advancement is normal. This further solidified Ye Han's determination to quickly go to the Wheel of Rebirth Academy.

Staying in Yan City had no future. The ninth level of the Gathering Essence Realm was already considered a "great expert" in Yan City, and the heads of the major families in Yan City were also at this level.

It's time to go back. The messenger from the Wheel of Rebirth Academy should be arriving soon...

After organizing his harvest, a total of seventy-three second-stage beast cores, Ye Han left the Cold Abyss Mine.

Yan Yang Academy!

Just as he returned, Ye Han felt the atmosphere was off.

Many familiar disciples of the academy looked at him with complex expressions, their eyes filled with pity and regret.

"Zhu Yiwai, what happened at the academy? Why is everyone acting so strange?" Ye Han called out to a disciple.

The disciple approached, looking at Ye Han with some apprehension: "You don't know? The admission requirements for the Wheel of Rebirth Academy have changed this year."

"How did they change?" Ye Han was curious.

"The messenger of the Wheel of Rebirth Academy came yesterday and said that there is a hard requirement this year. To enter the Wheel of Rebirth Academy, one must reach the Divine Power Realm."

"What? Then no one will qualify?" Ye Han's face changed.

How could this be so coincidental?

For decades, wasn't it always the top in strength and under thirty years old?

Before going to the Cold Abyss Mine, Ye Han had a good chance, and now that he had broken through again, he was extremely confident. But now?

"Go and see for yourself, I'm not sure about the details." Zhu Yiwai said hurriedly.

He was a disciple of the Zhu family, who had many grievances against Ye Han in the past, but now he dared not show them, though he had a sense of schadenfreude.

It was known in the academy that a major dark horse might appear, and that was Ye Han. The veteran inner disciples, after hearing about Ye Yang's misfortune, were extremely wary of Ye Han.

With Zhu Yiwai's words echoing in his ears, Ye Han's mood sank, and he rushed towards the depths of the academy...