Chapter 132 - Improvement and a Guest I (2/2)

However, as the second level goes, Wang Ling needed to compress the first Devil's Pupils inside his pupils before he could move on. Blood escaped from his eyes as the crimson halo forced its way inside his pupils.

Slowly shrinking and becoming smaller by the second, Wang Ling experienced a torturous event that will be etched in his mind for a long time. With his tears being blood, Wang Ling was seeing red all over.

But that might have also been the effects of his Devil's Pupils integrating itself inside Wang Ling's pupils. His originally black pupils now had a crimson dot in the middle.

Everything should have been finished now, but Wang Ling decided to push on and complete the formation of his second Devil's Pupils and advance his Piercing Vision further.

Having his hellish qi once again bath his eyeballs with that grueling pain, a single darker version of his original Devil's Pupils formed on top of his pupils.

As the insides of his pupils had just experienced a changed Wang Ling's pupils was already experiencing another. As excruciating pain made his veins popped out from the corners of his eyes, Wang Ling persevered.

After an eternity like 15 minutes. Another darker crimson ring had appeared on the edges of his pupils. Now, his eyes were truly looking devilish. With an ominous red dot and a darker crimson ring circling the edges of his eyes, Wang Ling looked like an evil man.

Looking around, Wang Ling noticed that his vision was returning to normal. However, his sight was even clearer than before.

With his eyes experiencing another baptism, Wang Ling could now perceive things in a much clearer fashion. Wang Ling looked around and viewed things like they were in front of him.

The dust and frost that had formed around the window sills. He reckoned he can watch a fly that was five times faster than normal flap its wings and he would still be able to effortlessly observe it.

His sight against illusions will also heighten considerably after his Devil's Pupils increases in its rank. Although he had yet to see any illusion noteworthy of this technique other than the barrier of the Holy Race in Ancient Creed Mountain.

Wang Ling was still keen on using this innate technique for other purposes such as combat and even alchemy. Closing his eyes without wiping off the blood that streaked down his face, Wang Ling resumed his cultivation.

He continued his cultivation and finished the 14 days seclusion and went out of the room leaving Bai Xue inside. At the moment, she was not only raising her cultivation but also recuperating her almost dried up Phoenix bloodline with other bloodline connected to it.

Getting out, Wang Ling stretched his body and cleaned his body before changing into a set of new clothes.

Wang Ling then went for a walk and greeted the servants along the way. As he walked he began to think more and more complicated things, most of which have a connection with the bizarre experience he had when he was cultivating.

[What did it mean?] Wang Ling mumbled to himself.

However, as he reached the gates of the Wang Family main house, Wang Ling stopped thinking about anything useless and stood tall as he began to wait. The sun was just about to rise, he was rather early to arrive.

While he stood there for two hours, Wang Ling managed to have normal conversations with the servants. One particular guard asked him what he was doing there and just as he was about to answer, Wang Ling pointed upward and said, ”I am waiting for her.”

It was Yan Renhuo riding on a [Blazing Horse].