「Ten days later.」
Jiang Yi opened his eyes, emerging from his deep meditation. The dense, concentrated Qi Mechanism around him suddenly jolted.
The entire Spiritual Truth Cottage shook violently, like a small boat tossed upon a vast ocean.
An infinite light radiated from the space between his eyebrows. Within it, a miniature figure made of gold and Jade Material, identical to him in appearance, could be faintly seen sitting atop a Twelfth Layer Dharma Platform.
The gourd in his palm suddenly felt lighter. All thirty-six wisps of Qian Heaven True Jun Qi had been completely refined, not a single drop remaining.
Such an inconceivable speed of Cultivation was likely something not even Ancestor Mingxuan could have anticipated.
'I'm still not satisfied.'
The corners of Jiang Yi's lips curved up as he set down the gourd used for storing astral qi.
