[Year 117!]
[You cultivated for another half a year.]
[The mountain Xuanji Hall had assigned to you ranked last among the thirty-six main peaks.]
[Its spiritual vein was thin and weak, and its Immortal Qi was thirty percent thinner than on the main peaks.]
[But it was enough.]
[For the Chaos Body, Immortal Qi of this concentration was only flowers added to brocade.]
[Your true cultivation resources had never been external spiritual energy.]
[They were yourself.]
[In one year, you thoroughly consolidated your cultivation at the First Heaven of the Immortal Sovereign realm.]
[Your foundation was as steady as a boulder.]
[The speed at which Chaos True Qi circulated through your meridians was twice as fast as when you had first entered the Xuantian Domain.]
[But you were in no hurry to break through to the Second Heaven.]
[Because you were uncertain whether breaking through in the Weiyang Immortal Domain would also bring down the suppression of the Laws of Heaven and Earth.]
[You were waiting for Chen Xuanji to awaken.]
[Chen Xuanji definitely understood the situation in the Weiyang Immortal Domain better than Luo Yiyi did.]
[Over the past year, every three days, you would sink into the depths of your Sea of Consciousness to investigate once.]
[That wisp of remnant soul was curled up quietly in the deepest corner of your Sea of Consciousness.]
[There were no fluctuations.]
[There was no response at all.]
[You stared at that wisp of remnant soul for a long time.]
[Then you withdrew.]
[And continued cultivating.]
[During this year.]
[Life on Qingxuan Peak was very quiet.]
[So quiet that you almost forgot you were someone Qingqiu had put a kill order on.]
[Luo Yiyi's cultivation place was on a broken cliff to the north of Qingxuan Peak.]
[The two of you rarely