Spirit Severing Realm Ninth Layer

A full eight days passed like a white colt flashing through a crack, gone in the blink of an eye.

Yet for Chen Ze, every minute and every second had been clutched tightly in his hand, with not the slightest bit wasted.

Like a tireless traveler, he had bravely climbed toward the pinnacle of immortality.

Every day, without fail, he went to the Divine Sense Training Room.

There, he calmed his mind, cast aside every distracting thought, and immersed his consciousness completely as he began two long hours of divine sense cultivation.

As he entered his cultivation state, his divine sense slowly spread out, like countless nimble threads weaving, intertwining, and converging through that vast, boundless consciousness space as deep as the sea.

Not even the slightest change—whether it was the faint tremble of a strand of divine sense or the subtle ripples born when they entwined—could escape his eagle-eyed perception.

Throughout those two hours of cultivation, he seemed to be in a mysterious world that belonged to him alone, dancing with his divine sense as he explored its endless mysteries.

The moment the two hours ended, he did not pause in the slightest, rushing straight into the Automated Training Room to continue cultivating for another two hours.

For the rest of the time, he entered that ancient and mysterious tower to comprehend Rune Law.

Heaven did not disappoint those who worked hard; his efforts had finally borne fruit.

His cultivation successfully broke through to the ninth layer of the Spirit Severing Realm. This breakthrough brought a qualitative leap in his strength.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual power within his body had become even more vast and surging, like a roaring river containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Although he had obtained another Top-grade Spirit Vein