The Great Tribulation Ends

Time flew by, the years like an ever-rushing river. In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

On Crimson Flame Peak, the Cold Pool reflected the shadows of birds gliding overhead. A breeze passed, and the leaves rustled.

Ji An sat in the pavilion, waiting for today's guests.

He sank his consciousness into his dantian and connected with the Stone Turtle. Golden characters blossomed like fireworks, adorning the sky above Guanghan Palace.

Master: Ji An

Dao Resonance: Metal 1242.4, Water 1196.6, Wood 1168.3, Fire 1326.8, Earth 1254.7

Spiritual Opportunity: Kan Spirit 762.4, Gen Spirit 845.6, Zhen Spirit 736.3, Xun Spirit 368.2, Kun Spirit 347.6, Qian Spirit 815.5, Dui Spirit 578.3, Li Spirit 653.9

Spells: Thread Control Curse (Mastery 1%)

Chaos Five Elements Thunder (Mastery 9%)

Soaring Golden Light (Mastery 82%)

It was likely because the Bing Ding Fire Dao Seed had advanced to mid-grade that the Vermillion Bird Profound Bright Art had smoothly reached the Great Perfection level.

Only three spells remained for him to improve. The Thread Control Curse was a secret art of the Golden Puppet Sect, and he had no interest in researching it further for the time being. He was now devoting more of his energy and resources to improving Soaring Golden Light.

The Spirit Vein grades of both Crimson Flame Peak and the Gourd World had risen to fourth-order low-grade. The Stone Turtle now absorbed just over ten points of Spiritual Opportunity each day.

Thinking back to when he had first entered the sect and lived beside Azure Water Lake, accumulating ten points of Spiritual Opportunity had required nearly a month.

Ayun hurried over and communicated with her spiritual sense: "Master, most of the dishes are ready. They can be served at any time."

Ji An glanced at the sun's current