I followed the familiar route toward the small city where Guan Miaole was staying. Along the way, I continued assailing the third meridian. I was now only a step away from the Seventh Tribulation, but the ghostly aura on the road was no longer surging as turbulently as before and showed signs of suppression, so I temporarily had no way to break through. I also had no idea whether the divine tower in the small city where Guan Miaole was staying was still intact. If it could still be used, I might be able to challenge the Seventh Tribulation.
Within the Zenith Realm, the Six Paths Divine Sword had once suppressed one of the main streams of innate ghostly aura. With the constant assistance of top-grade divine towers, the innate ghostly aura inside had been thoroughly nourished, and after a thousand years of reproduction, two smaller streams of innate ghostly aura had been born. One of them had fallen into my hands and been refined into the third meridian, while the other had possessed Fan Tiansheng, only to be suppressed in turn and become the source of his strength after he obtained the Six Paths Divine Sword. Otherwise, if it had been the largest stream of innate ghostly aura, Fan Tiansheng could never have suppressed it so easily.
The largest stream of innate ghostly aura definitely could not escape under the suppression of the formation in the Zenith Realm. After all, it was the foundation of the entire Linyè Kingdom and still influenced every inch of the land. I had no idea what had happened to it now, yet it had begun showing signs of weakening. Perhaps it was the period of reversal that erupted when I previously left the Linyè Kingdom, or perhaps it was accumulating explosive power to