In the Evergreen Ancient Domain, at Man Yue Palace's Clearwind Courtyard.
Layer upon layer of seals hung over it, shutting off every trace of energy flowing in or out. Within the courtyard, boundless stillness reigned, and the Spirit Qi was so dense it had nearly liquefied.
For days, Li Yun had not set foot outside the courtyard. He had trained bitterly at a hundred thousand times normal speed without slacking for a moment.
Hundreds of trillions of Myriad Wonders Points vanished at a furious pace.
He was completely immersed in the exquisite pleasure of cultivation, unable to tear himself away.
Progress in the [Great Sect Sacred Heaven Art] soared, breaking through every barrier. Before he knew it, it had climbed from 17% of the thirty-fourth level to 89%.
The thirty-fifth level, which marked the Late-Stage Saint Sect Realm, was now within arm's reach.
Unfortunately, his Myriad Wonders Points were nearly exhausted.
He had set aside two trillion Myriad Wonders Points in case an emergency forced him to flee the Evergreen Ancient Domain through the Gate of Myriad Wonders. Apart from that reserve, they were gone.
The points he had gained from that trip to the Dark Abyss, where he had slain one Black Heaven Saint Venerable and twelve Black Heaven Saint Sects, had been spent to the last drop.
Li Yun looked at his progress, stalled at 89%, and had no choice but to suspend his training.
Even so, his cultivation was now remarkably solid.
His Saint Power was as deep and rich as an ocean abyss. Every wisp had been refined to its utmost, without a trace of impurity.
His Dao Foundation was flawless, its every aspect fully connected and complete. An ordinary mid-stage Saint Sect could not compare.
His Divine Soul was clear and condensed. His senses covered