His Strength Soared, and the Sword Spirit Awakened
That evening.
A Tier-4 Flying Ship arrived.
Yao Lanqin and Wu Yu were both aboard the flying ship.
The two of them, as disciples of Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords, had personally come to congratulate Li Chang'an, which truly startled everyone.
"Senior Li, I had intended to help you form your Nascent Soul. I never thought you would take this step before me."
Wu Yu sighed with heartfelt emotion.
Yao Lanqin said, "No wonder you kept asking for insights and treasures related to the Inner Demon Tribulation. So you had already reached the step of Nascent Soul Formation long ago. You really hid it rather deeply."
"The Cultivation World is shifting clouds and treacherous waves, with crises lurking on every side. One has no choice but to hide a little."
Li Chang'an smiled and invited the two of them to take their seats.
Yao Shichen and Ning Cai Lian followed at Yao Lanqin's side, both of their moods rather complicated.
When they had parted last time, they could still address one another as fellow Daoists.
Now.
Li Chang'an had already become a senior.
Over the next several hours, quite a few more people hurried over from various places, all of them people Li Chang'an knew.
By deep night, basically everyone who should have come had arrived.
"Ye Hao still hasn't sent any news. It seems he has yet to escape danger."
Li Chang'an glanced at the edge of the sky and pondered to himself.
Perhaps Ye Hao was currently being hunted.
Of course.
It was also possible that he had already evaded the pursuit, but that it was inconvenient for him to show himself, and he was worried about bringing trouble down on Li Chang'an.
The cultivators of the Nether Prison Sect acted