บท 1127: Grandmother

Two days later, Dyon awoke from meditation at the top of the stairs leading to the 9th tier.

Just below, the white tiger glared at him, but was unable to follow. Clearly it still had some regrets.

Of course, Dyon wasn't in position to defeat a first-grade middle celestial. The power gap was far too large. At best he would defeat a 2nd stage first grade celestial, depending on their meridians filled. As for middle celestials, they'd have to be low order third grade celestials like the Grand Templar Sect's Kings for Dyon to be confident against them.

That said, that was only in terms of sheer combat prowess. Aside from combat prowess, Dyon had something else that his opponents usually couldn't match: his intelligence.

Where his battle prowess failed, his mind made up for it. Not to mention his overwhelming senses.

Still, it took him more than a day and a half to make it past the white tiger, and even then, it couldn't count as a true victory.