The legendary warrior

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, Ricky came to blow with the figure at peak state of the third grade of Skin Refinement. His Omnipotent Skill relentlessly attacked, and in the blink of an eye, over ten rounds of confrontation had occurred.

Thanks to his seven mutants, the chaotic power, and the eternal power, Ricky could match his opponent's strength adequately.

"These three strength tests surely are difficult."

Ricky let out a burdened sigh.

If his cultivation base were a little higher, maybe he would have found the third test to be easier. Unfortunately, his current cultivation base was only at the first grade of Skin Refinement, and worse, he had just reached this level. That was the weakest grade possible!

If it weren't for the seven mutants and the chaotic power, he couldn't have matched his opponent's strength.

Ricky wondered if Mister Ryker and the Second Mister had passed the third strength test. He felt a little skeptical though because unlike him, they probably couldn't challenge opponents at a higher level while they were only at the first grade of Skin Refinement.

At this point, he knew he couldn't stall any longer. If he wanted to win this fight, he had to end it as soon as possible, as he was only at the first grade of Skin Refinement. That meant he had limited power, and it wouldn't be enough to fuel his Omnipotent Skill many times.

"Bright ancestral spirit!"

Ricky bellowed, his eyes flashing as the bright ancestral spirit burst out.

The next second, he condensed his Omnipotent Skill again, merged it with the bright ancestral spirit, and then struck the watery figure.

He also unleashed his Ancestral Intent Formula at the same time.

Since he was at the first grade of Skin Refinement, he couldn't use the Transforming Omnipotent Skill.

Boom! An explosion abruptly rang out. Ricky and the watery figure simultaneously jumped away from each other, landing heavily on the ground. A dull pain resonated in Ricky's chest, and before he could open his mouth to talk, blood spat out from his lips.

The moment the watery figure touched the ground, hairline cracks sprouted and spread throughout its body.

When Ricky saw this, he launched an attack, heedless of the injuries he had. He used the Space-shrinking Pace and appeared in front of the figure. Then, he threw a punch, which landed on it and shattered it to pieces.

Puff! As this happened, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Ricky's mouth.

was the effect of his sudden and overwhelming burst of power. Like a double-edged sword, it damaged him just as it did to

But it cost me half of

the blood from the corner of his mouth,

seeing as the three strength

Puff!

the injuries he received while taking the tests.

reached the third strength test. But looking at his condition, it's impossible to know if

shore whispered among each other,

third strength test back then,

cultivates the chaotic power, owns seven mutants, and used to be an incredible demi-spiritual emperor. He must be the most talented in our generation. Besides, those three strength tests do not just measure his current strength but his

have the bright ancestral spirit, I don't think I could

to use his power of life to heal his wounds. After all,

surprise, the Demon Eliminating Pool contained a mysterious liquid that had an exceedingly potent healing ability. The water rippled around his body and quickly healed all his wounds.

take the character tests. I wonder what's going

was going to happen, as he

closed his eyes, entered the state of cultivation, and found himself in a different place once again. A vast expanse of mountains and rivers filled his view, a truly lovely sight.

the power of three bulls, and it seemed like he had enough power to confront more than a dozen ordinary people

earlier, Ricky had lost all

Aside from that, he

after I reach my

thought to himself.

It wasn't dangerously deep, but the

thin old lady standing by the river. She called out for Ricky when she spotted him, saying, "Boy! Come here

arrogant and bossy, and she talked as if

he became slightly

don't think that's the right attitude

he thought, bewildered and a

didn't move, the old lady grew impatient and shouted at him again, "What is wrong with you, young man? Don't

he didn't lose his temper. She was right, though. He was indeed younger

the old

forward. The woods that surrounded

of warmth and comfort besieged him. Knocking lightly, he called out to the owner,