For three days in a row, James Walker secretly slipped out at night to cultivate the “Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force,” while during the day he pretended to be recuperating from injuries, keeping a low profile and hiding his true strength, making everyone believe his powers had been crippled and could not be restored.

After all, once someone’s powers are abolished, they are basically impossible to recover.

If he were to suddenly recover, and even make rapid progress, he would definitely attract the attention of many people—at the very least, the experts from the City Lord’s Mansion would keep an eye on him. That would not be a good thing. If the “Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force” were exposed, the entire The Walker Family might be wiped out.

The more he cultivated, the more he felt the vastness and profundity of this technique—truly an unparalleled martial art.

To reveal that he had recovered his powers, he would have to reach an even higher realm first.

Through these three nights of cultivation, his strength had indeed advanced by leaps and bounds. His entire body’s internal energy was deep and powerful; with every movement, he could shatter metal and stone. Although he had not yet awakened a second tiny particle to reach the level of two ancient giant elephants, he was already many times stronger than ordinary fifth-stage “Explosive Qi” experts.

It could be said that even if ten fifth-stage “Explosive Qi” experts attacked him together now, he would probably be able to kill them all one by one.

The terror of the Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force went far beyond this.

When James Walker used this internal energy technique, as long as he restrained himself, the meridians in his body would appear dried up, with not a drop of vital energy left, and his energy sea would seem parched, showing no sign of vitality.

But in reality, all his vital energy was hidden away inside that awakened tiny particle.

His body was as deep as hell itself, dark and unfathomable; no one could probe the true depth of his cultivation. It was a perfect disguise.

Strength like a divine elephant, depth like the abyss of hell.

This divine art was truly terrifying.

During these three days of cultivation, James Walker had become much more proficient in controlling his internal energy than before, and he could use this divine art to perfectly conceal his aura. Even if an expert used internal energy to probe deep into his meridians, they would still think he was a cripple.

Having gone through such a great upheaval, he deeply understood the importance of hiding one’s abilities.

If he continued cultivating like this, he would soon reach the sixth stage of internal energy, the “Weapon Qi” realm. At that stage, energy would condense into weapons, becoming tangible; with a wave of the hand, sword energy would shoot forth, piercing through iron armor.

The sixth-stage “Weapon Qi” realm was many times stronger than the fifth-stage “Explosive Qi.” Its destructive power was simply incomparable. Some fifth-stage experts, even after a lifetime of effort, could never reach the “Weapon Qi” realm. Even those with extraordinary talent would need at least ten years of hard training to condense energy into weapons.

Although James Walker was a talented young man, he had never witnessed the might of a “Weapon Qi” realm expert.

During these three days, James Walker also tried to use his mind to communicate with the golden little figure at the center of his brow, but the golden figure remained motionless, like a deity, completely ignoring him.

This golden little figure, though inside his body, seemed to exist in another dimension. Only his consciousness could connect with it; no matter how powerful others were, they could not see it.

“Who exactly is this being? Residing in the center of my brow, able to impart to me such supreme internal energy as the Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force—surely it must be a living entity? Why does it ignore me? Could it be that my current realm is not high enough to communicate with it?” James Walker was deeply puzzled.

But since the golden little figure ignored him, there was nothing he could do but sigh in frustration.

Sitting cross-legged in his room, he once again entered deep meditation, pondering the mysteries of the Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force...

On the morning of the third day, just as dawn was breaking.

At the eight gates of Yan Capital City, many carriages appeared. One merchant caravan after another hurried toward the The Walker Family residence in Yan Capital, drawing the attention of many onlookers.

“What’s going on? Why are so many merchant caravans heading to the The Walker Family? Who are these people?”

“You probably don’t know yet—these are all branches of the The Walker Family from other cities. Look, that caravan is from the The Walker Family branch in Chaolu City, led by Charles Walker, who is the cousin of the family head David Walker. And that caravan with the white tiger embroidered on its flag is from the The Walker Family branch in Baishi City, with John Walker as the leader...”

“Something big happened at the The Walker Family these past three days. The family head David Walker’s son stole an important treasure from the City Lord’s Mansion. That kid James Walker had his martial arts crippled, and now the The Walker Family is being forced to compensate for the treasure. That treasure is priceless, and the The Walker Family can’t afford to pay. Now they’re holding a family meeting to discuss how to handle the compensation.”

“Compensate? Will those The Walker Family elders really pay up for this? The The Walker Family is in trouble this time—not only will they have to pay a huge sum to the City Lord’s Mansion, but there will also be internal strife. This could be the beginning of their decline.”

“Who told David Walker to have such an unfilial son?”...

Creak.

The steel-forged wheels of a carriage screeched sharply as they rubbed against the ground.

A merchant caravan with a white tiger embroidered on its banner stopped in front of the The Walker Family residence. The luxurious carriage curtain was lifted, and a pair of imposing, noble leather boots stepped onto the ground.