"I'm just worried that Purple Blood Demon Venerable and the others might open the Shadow Crow Secret Realm ahead of time..."
"Ahead of time? Impossible. Purple Blood Demon Venerable has guarded the Shadow Crow Secret Realm for tens of thousands of years. He could not suddenly begin plotting something against it within this millennium."
As those words fell, the voice within the pitch-black compass gradually sank into silence.
"It is time to welcome that fellow Daoist. He is being hunted by Feather Dragon Clan cultivators, and his situation is far from promising. Without our aid, he will find it hard to escape their net..."
"He may be able to kill Body Integration Cultivators, but the Feather Dragon Clan's Mahayana cultivators are no easy opponents."
The bald old man murmured to himself. He raised a finger and tore open the void before him, then dense black light flared around his body. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from the desolate mountain.
Wei Tu, far away in the Primordial Demon Origin Realm, knew nothing of Lou Boyang's miserable plight.
Eight years later, he successfully advanced to the late stage of Void Refinement.
However, after his successful advancement, he did not end his secluded, reclusive life. He still rarely appeared before the cultivators of the Chief Dipper Trading Company, giving them the impression that he was exceedingly occupied with cultivation.
Of course, that was indeed the case.
After advancing to the late stage of Void Refinement, he had not slackened in cultivation. Instead, he continued to steadily improve his cultivation with the attitude of a bitter cultivator.
Because of the Law of Darkness, he had broken through the foundational "upper limit" of Immortal Way realms. His foundation had become several tenths more robust than before... and because of this foundation,