Thirty Years

The Heavenly Human Race had secret methods that could increase one's cultivation.

He had the Power of Nine Bulls, and even though he felt like he could clash with mid-stage Void Refinement Realm mighty figures, he had never actually tried it before.

There was no need to do so either. Jiang Lan didn't want to take the risk.

Although the other party seemed to be in the dark, Jiang Lan himself was actually the one in the dark.

He had the initiative.

He had to be confident.

His opponent's cultivation base was at the Void Refinement Realm, the highest among all the enemies that Jiang Lan had encountered.

Although Jiang Lan had his trump cards, he felt that he couldn't kill his opponent with a single fist. He felt that it wasn't safe enough.

Thus, he decided to bear with it for a little while.

He had already waited for three years. It was fine to wait another three years.