Isaac arrived at the location of the Upper Martial Gate. Since he didn't have the blood of the Novafur clan, he had to forcibly open the passage to the heavenly gate.
Right now, the only way to defeat Mixandrei and Bazeel was to convince the person on Blood Dragon Island.
He had promised that person something earlier but hadn't gotten around to doing it. It wasn't that Isaac was ungrateful, it was just that he had been constantly preoccupied with other matters, leaving him truly unable to manage it.
After cultivating in the forest for an entire day and night, Isaac finally soared into the air. Relying on his memory of the location of the Upper Martial Gate, the golden spiritual energy within him began to surge.
At this moment, Isaac has only regained about half of his strength, and his internal injuries had not yet fully healed. If Harry was here, the recovery might be a lot quicker.
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