Time slipped by, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Late one night, Chen Lin stood atop the Spirit Boat, gazing into the night sky.
In those three years, the phenomenon of Seven Stars Aligning had never appeared again, and the cultivation world gradually returned to peace.
During that time, he finally finished nurturing his Primordial Spirit Embryo, and his second primordial spirit took its initial shape.
"Husband, are you planning to leave?"
Luo Qinglan came to Chen Lin's side and looked up at the sky as well.
"Yes. We can't stay trapped here forever. Besides, the Asking Star Sect restarted the Star-Observing Array and determined that the previous incident won't happen again within the next ten years. It's time to leave."
Chen Lin took her hand and said, "Besides, haven't Lord Baihua and the others all speculated that the next time the Killing Formation appears, it will be even stronger than before, perhaps strong enough to destroy the world outright? We can't just sit here waiting to die. We have to seize the time and prepare."
Luo Qinglan sighed, a faint sorrow showing on her face.
"Our realm really is plagued by calamities. Now even the realm itself is in danger of destruction. One tiny Celestial Demon Bead containing a Celestial Demon's remnant thought could reduce a flourishing realm to this state. The cultivation world is truly cruel."
She had always been strong-willed, but even she felt somewhat helpless in the face of something impossible to resist.
"Heh. The weak are prey to the strong-that's an eternal truth. Back on the Tianyuan Continent, the Prayer Cult already taught us that lesson. Then we suffered several more great tribulations. What's left to lament?"
Chen Lin's expression was calm. He had long grown accustomed to such circumstances.
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