Pei Ling knew this was a sign that his cultivation had reached the peak of Dao Integration, infinitely close to Tribulation Crossing. Countless insights into the Tribulation Crossing stage had begun to surface and intertwine—perhaps he had already glimpsed its threshold!
If he weren't walking the Immortal Path, where his cultivation couldn't advance through ordinary practice, he would only need to seclude himself for a few more months before attempting to break through to Tribulation Crossing!
At this thought, Pei Ling gradually drew in his aura.
The situation was just as he had expected. After challenging Wushi Villa, his cultivation had only reached the peak of Dao Integration.
Of the Nine Great Sects, only his own Chongming Sect remained.
After challenging Chongming Sect, he would be able to enter Tribulation Crossing. After that would come one Dao Tribulation after another...
As his thoughts turned, Pei Ling rose, straightened his robes, and headed out of the cave abode.
The instant he crossed the cave abode's threshold, countless restrictions and arrays swept over him. Dense runes then slowly faded from view.
Outside the cave abode lay a valley strewn with jagged rocks.
On the cliff nearby, thin, crimson waterfalls streamed down into a deep pool.
The pool was the color of rust, and its waters looked incredibly dense. White vapor billowed above them as if they were about to boil, yet they exuded a bone-chilling cold.
Beside the pool stood a massive boulder, blanketed in moss as lush as a carpet.
At that moment, a figure stood atop the boulder with his hands clasped behind his back, his plain clothes fluttering in the wind.
Pei Ling immediately stepped forward and saluted. "This disciple pays his respects to the Founding Patriarch!"
"Fu Qiong" slowly turned around to face Pei Ling and gave a