Two years passed.
In the blink of an eye.
Three thousand miles from the Crimson Flame Sword Sect, a vast secret realm slowly emerged from the void, stretching across ten thousand miles.
From the outside, one could just make out towering mountains, secluded springs winding through spiritual valleys, and countless Spirit Medicines rooted in the secret realm, shimmering with colorful light.
Powerful auras rose and fell throughout, as if countless mighty ancient Fierce Beasts dwelled there.
This was the holy land of trials that soldiers, acting on orders, had painstakingly built with countless resources.
After two years, the secret realm had finally taken shape.
High above, behind countless layers of void barriers, two figures stood with their auras completely concealed, blended into the world around them. Even with so many Fengming Clan Great Beings of the Longevity Realm hidden below, not one of them had detected the pair.
They were none other than Jiang Yan and the Vermilion Bird Supreme.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Jiang Yan's aura had now been refined to its absolute limit, infinitely close to the Dao Summit.
Every movement he made resonated with boundless power.
For the past two years, with nothing else to occupy him, Jiang Yan had cultivated day after day with the Vermilion Bird Supreme, a great fire-type divine power user.
Leaving aside all the benefits the Vermilion Bird Supreme had gained from him, Jiang Yan alone had made astonishing progress. He had drawn on her Vermilion Bird origin power to nourish himself, and his cultivation and strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Now, he was only one step away from the Dao Summit.
It could be said that this trip to the Fengming Clan had brought him far more than he had ever imagined.
And his greatest fortune now lay