The next day, after a night of arduous cultivation, Jiang Liu emerged from the Ruyi Celestial Palace and came to the yang ring.
Gongsun Haoyue, Flowing Cloud Matriarch, Murong Yin, Han Yi, Feng Yue, and Zheng Yunshang.
Last night, Jiang Liu had attended to every one of them without playing favorites.
After all, whenever the sisters reunited, they always had to celebrate to their hearts' content.
As their man, Jiang Liu naturally had to shoulder that responsibility.
Fortunately, the Ruyi Celestial Palace was spacious enough to accommodate so many people celebrating together.
Jiang Liu sat cross-legged and circulated the Saintly Sky Art within him, drawing Heaven and Earth Essence into his body.
Before long, that feeling of being on the verge of a breakthrough returned.
But Jiang Liu was in no hurry. Instead, he continued slowly circulating the Saintly Sky Art, drawing even more Heaven and Earth Essence into his body.
He intended to seize this opportunity to temper his body once more before breaking through.
Only on the verge of a breakthrough, when essence flooded his body and nearly burst every meridian, did the best opportunity for body tempering arise.
Jiang Liu endured the pain brought on by essence filling the meridians within his body.
Wave after wave of tearing pain washed over him.
It had been a long time since Jiang Liu had experienced the agony of tempering his body.
Yet this pain was clearly much milder than what he had endured when tempering his body with the Star Cloud Saint Art.
There was no helping it. His Saint Body was already approaching perfection.
He simply wanted to see whether he could strengthen it further, so that, at the very least, an opponent stronger than him would not knock him down outright.
Panting like an ox under the