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He knew it was because he had visualized the Eight Prison Yama too many tis.
"So it seems, it’s not feasible for to keep practicing this Refining God Technique continuously."
Li Qian thought to himself.
Fortunately, his Primordial Spirit felt no discomfort, and he could clearly sense that his Primordial Spirit had grown stronger.
However, on the system interface, the progress of Primordial Spirit View still remained at five.
He was temporarily unable to determine how long it would take to increase by one point.
Just like that, another two years passed by.
During these two years, Li Qian quietly remained at the Chen Bell Platform, diligently ringing the bell to cultivate.
Both of his newly accepted Registered Disciples successfully mastered Sword Stabbing Fist to perfection.
Under Li Qian’s supervision, Chai Shao and Su Xinlan formally took Wang Yuxuan and Li Bozhi as their Direct Disciples.
The other three disciples were also present to witness this.
Throughout these two years, the outside world underwent massive changes; with rampant activities of supernatural creatures, more powerful Heavenly Phenonon Level demons began to appear. Although their appearances were infrequent, each ergence brought with it great disasters.
Moreover, there were also so traces of the demonic calamity.
In a nutshell, the outside world was in complete chaos.
In this period of more than two years of cultivation, Li Qian’s progress on Primordial Spirit View had increased by two points, reaching seven.
Through his judgent, it was approximately one point a year,
Furthermore, he discovered another issue; as the progress of the Primordial Spirit View increased, the strengthening of the Primordial Spirit seemingly had a promoting effect on the advancent of cultivation, Sword Intent, as well as the Qi Blood Holy Realm.
This ant that the stronger his Primordial Spirit beca, the faster his overall cultivation speed would increase.
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Stepping Cloud Mountain Range.
Here, the landscape had drastically changed, a vast Great Array enveloped the area, surrounded by misty clouds, and within, a multitude of buildings rose from the ground, densely packed and covering mountain after mountain.
At the very center, atop the Stepping Cloud Peak, stood a Great Hall.
The original Bronze Gate had now been integrated inside the Great Hall.
At this mont, beside the Bronze Gate, sat three figures.
Suddenly, a faint light shone from the Bronze Gate, and a long-haired, one-ard man extended his hand and summoned a Jade Token that detached itself from the gate into his palm.
"The Lao Mountain Defense Line has been breached by the Demon Race, and most of Chi Country has fallen."
The complexion of the one-ard man changed drastically.
The other two were shocked beyond asure, "Wasn’t the Lao Mountain Defense Line always stable? How could it suddenly be breached?"
"There’s no explanation given, but I estimate that the pressure on our side will increase greatly."
The one-ard man sighed.
This ant that the Demon Race had completely opened the passage to the Sheep Horn Domain, and more demons would infiltrate in the future, possibly even Demon Saints.
Moreover, only Qi Country lies between Chi Country and Chang Country.
This indicated that Chang Country would face significant pressure.
At that mont, soone entered the Great Hall and bowed to the one-ard man, "Master, traces of Demon Puppets have been found in Haizhou."
"What?"
The one-ard man frowned slightly, "Hasn’t the demonic disaster been kept under control in the Xihe Domain?"
This was truly a case of misfortune piling up.
"Junior Brother Chen, Nephew Yan, the two of you must personally head to Haizhou and find the Demon Puppet; it must be utterly destroyed."
The one-ard man imdiately instructed them.
Dealing with the demonic disaster, even Heavenly Phenonon Level Celestials were incapable; only Martial Saints were up to the task.
There were only three Martial Saints stationed at the Dao Sect in Chang Country.
And he was the only Top-level Martial Saint.
"Understood, Senior Brother Yuan."
The speaker was a Green-clothed Elder with a white, lifeless left eye, obviously blind.
After the three left, only the one-ard man remained in the Great Hall.
"Sigh, without a Supre Saint at the helm of my Dao Sect, I fear the future will be increasingly difficult."
The one-ard man let out a somber sigh.
As a Top-level Martial Saint and a mber of the elders, he knew much more than the average Martial Saint.
This increasingly brutal change in the Human World wasn’t just because of the plague of demons or the demonic calamity but also man-made disasters.
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