Three days later, atop the Immortal City, clouds gathered like dragons and tigers, with the roaring of dragons and the growling of tigers heard for miles.
Ji An let out a long breath; he was probably more nervous than the cultivator currently on the brink of a breakthrough.
After all, during breakthroughs, one's mind must be free of distractions. Although his face did not show it, he couldn't help but feel anxious, for in the past few days, the spiritual energy vortex from the other party had shown signs of instability several times.
At that time, he kept praying silently, hoping the other party would pull through, at least until the Gold Core Pill was refined, otherwise his efforts would be in vain.
At this moment, he completely relaxed, observing the changes atop the mountain with a tranquil heart.
