Time flew by. Since the continental war had completely ended, the living beings of the Feng Yuan Continent had enjoyed two thousand years of peace.
Yet now, atop Supreme Yang Peak, which had become the holy land of the Xia Ling Tribe, more than thirty Mahayana Cultivators of the Xia Ling Tribe, old and new alike, were watching Luo Hong seated cross-legged on a jade platform with grave expressions.
"Husband, is it really time?"
Yu Ruoxi tightly gripped the Storage Bracelet Luo Hong had given her not long ago, her face filled with reluctance as she asked.
"Ever since I mastered that Immortal World secret art, the Spirit World's rejection of me has only grown stronger.
Making it to today was already a stroke of luck."
Luo Hong stroked Yu Ruoxi's cheek. Though reluctant to part, his gaze remained unwavering.
"Husband, rest assured. This humble one will cultivate diligently and reunite with you in the Immortal World as soon as possible!"
Yuan Yao immediately resolved.
"Do not act rashly!"
However, Luo Hong promptly warned her.
After all, in the original timeline, Yuan Yao had perished after failing to overcome the tribulation of ascension.
Her current attitude was clearly driving her toward the dead end fate had decreed for her.
"But..."
Yuan Yao was somewhat unconvinced. Her divine abilities were not weak, and Luo Hong had given her many treasures for protection.
As long as her cultivation reached the Peak Mahayana Stage, she would still have a considerable chance of successfully overcoming the tribulation and ascending!
"All of you, listen to me. The Spirit World is unlike other normal realms, so do not underestimate the tribulation of ascension!
Unless you have an eighty or ninety percent chance of ascending successfully, wait as long as you can.
Once I have achieved success