A Night of Peace and Rest

He closed his eyes.

His Spiritual Sense automatically drew back into his body and no longer spread outward.

The spiritual energy in his meridians slowly circulated like a quiet stream, looping through his body again and again. His heartbeat dropped from more than seventy beats per minute to just over fifty.

His breathing became deeper and slower. His body entered a half-dormant state, but his consciousness remained clear.

After cultivating in the Vast Wilderness World for so many years, he had long since grown used to this state.

His body rested, his consciousness worked, and his Spiritual Sense circulated within him. In this state, his Spiritual Power recovered several times faster than during normal sleep.

In his mind, the experiences of the day surfaced one by one like a revolving lantern.

Icefield Town. The Underground Small World. The Sky Dream Ice Butterfly. The Human-Faced Ghost Ice Moth. The Twelve Earthly Branches Spirit Gathering Array. Sky Dream Butterfly Dance's transformation. The transplanting into the Pagoda Space. The appearance of the Ice Queen. The telling of the Dragon God War. The Snow Empress's silence.

Every event, every person, every word replayed over and over in his mind.

He analyzed, pondered, and searched for the key information within it all. The submission of the Sky Dream Ice Butterfly clan was the greatest gain of this trip. Hundreds, even thousands of Tian Meng Ice Butterflies, ranging from hundred-year level to ten-thousand-year level, along with one newly advanced hundred-thousand-year Humanoid Spirit Beast.

Once they entered the Pagoda Space, the spirit herbs around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well would grow even better, and the Ice and Snow World on the third level would become livelier as well.

The cultivation plan for the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm could be put on the agenda. Clothing made