The Old God Graveyard was dim and gloomy.
Inside a mountain peak.
Jiang Ping An sat cross-legged within, wholeheartedly comprehending the Seventh Layer of the Heaven Mending Art.
To speed up his cultivation, his other body within the Nether Ghost Mansion—the version of himself in that illusory world—was likewise comprehending the Heaven Mending Art.
The Nether Ghost Mansion regarded him as the Nether God and provided divine medicine with all its strength. As a result, that illusory version of himself comprehended it even faster.
Jiang Ping An focused completely, not daring to waste even a moment.
The Zhum Tribe would definitely come for him.
The reason they had yet to arrive was likely because the Old God Graveyard was too dangerous, and Zhum's ordinary experts did not dare enter.
Once those Eighth Level God Kings came hunting him down, he would fall into danger once again.
Although the Seventh Layer of Creation Mountain did not permit foreign high-level God Kings to descend.
Those Eighth Level God Kings might secretly infiltrate from the Eighth Layer of Creation Mountain.
When facing such high-level God Kings, even if the primitive tribes of the Seventh Layer of Creation Mountain discovered them, they might turn a blind eye and pretend not to have seen anything.
If he could not improve before the enemy caught up to him, he would still be captured by the Zhum Tribe.
Under the threat of death, Jiang Ping An's two divine souls ignored rest and exhaustion, desperately comprehending and analyzing the Seventh Layer of the Heaven Mending Art.
After several years of arduous comprehension, coupled with his previous accumulations, he finally mastered the Seventh Layer of the Heaven Mending Art.
Drawing the Heaven Mending Art's curse seals consumed an enormous amount of mental energy and Primordial Qi.
Before strengthening his