The misty fog within the Inner World grew thinner and thinner.
After being tempered by all kinds of martial arts, it had been absorbed by the phantom stars within the Profound Pill Scripture, making those stars ever more real and perfect.
Every Profound Pill required a martial artist of the Inner Breath Realm to spend a long time grinding away at it, transforming it through Qi Condensation martial arts.
Yet in Ice Block's hands, it was as effortless as plucking a chess piece from a go bowl.
"So the Profound Pill Scripture can be cultivated like this?"
Li Mo had no time to savor the sense of fullness those stars brought to his Inner World.
He could tell that although Ice Block looked relaxed, every star she hung represented a martial art brought to its pinnacle.
And every one of them suited his Inner World.
If he had done it himself, who knew how much martial insight it would have taken.
It was still the first level of the Inner Scene.
But the starry sky within his Inner World belonged to him alone from then on. When his Inner Scene projected into the outside world, it would no longer need to resonate with heaven and earth.
As the stars glimmered faintly and the sun sank westward, Clear Abyss lay tranquil beneath the dusk.
Li Mo withdrew his Inner Scene and felt the Dynastic Luck that had lodged in his throat like a fishbone get suppressed by the crimson giant holding up heaven and earth. It could no longer affect him in any way.
Stars flowed within his Inner World as Li Mo snapped open the pill furnace.
He happened to see Ying Bing withdrawing her Inner Scene as well and slowly descending. When she saw someone crawl out of the