Three days later, in a nameless valley on the border of the Southern Border.
Ye Xiao sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, surrounded by a faint blood-red glow. His brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, clearly indicating he was undergoing a difficult cultivation.
"Phew—" Ye Xiao exhaled a long breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and a flash of brightness flickered in them, "The Third Layer of the Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Heaven Skill, finally broke through!"
The phantom of Hong Ling floated over from the side, carefully inspecting Ye Xiao, nodding in approval, "Not bad, your cultivation speed is faster than I expected. At this rate, you should stabilize at Mid-stage Nascent Soul before the Blood God Festival."
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul?" Ye Xiao stood up, stretched his muscles, and showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Then I should be able to preserve myself in Blood Moon Palace, right?"
