Outside.
Sunlight streamed brightly.
After three months of repairs, the Borderless Stronghold had taken on an entirely new look.
Its formations were more complete, its spiritual energy denser, and its scale had expanded considerably.
There were even some new faces—cultivators who had come to pledge allegiance after hearing of its fame.
When they saw Lu Chen emerge from seclusion, everyone gathered around him.
"Your Majesty!"
"Chen'er!"
Seeing that Lu Chen's aura had grown deeper and more powerful, everyone was overjoyed.
"Your Majesty, you broke through?" Sun Wukong asked excitedly.
"Mm. Chaos Saint Peak." Lu Chen nodded.
"Wonderful!" Everyone cheered.
Lu Chen exchanged pleasantries with everyone and learned about what had happened over the past three months.
Zone J had completely acknowledged the Borderless Stronghold's position as its overlord, and no one dared provoke it.
The forces behind those fallen Primordial Realm experts had yet to make a move. They seemed to be watching from the sidelines—or perhaps they were being held up by other matters.
The Borderless Stronghold's overall strength had risen by a large margin, and quite a few of its generals had broken through to the next realm.
Everything was developing in a favorable direction.
But Lu Chen knew that the calm was only temporary.
An even greater storm was still ahead.
He had to seize every moment and continue growing stronger.
"Father, everyone."
Lu Chen looked at them and suddenly spoke.
"I'm preparing to leave Zone J for a while."
"Leave?" The Azure Emperor was taken aback. "Where to? Back to the Primordial Wilderness?"
Everyone also turned to look at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen shook his head.
"No. I'm going to the other war zones."
His voice was low and solemn.
"There's somewhere I have to go. I need to find something."
He did not go into