On the left, Xie Xie's figure was condensed and steady, his aura calm. His formerly restless, impulsive nature had completely settled within this tranquil secret realm. With his eyes tightly shut and his spirit withdrawn inward, he focused wholeheartedly on tempering his spatial-temporal Soul Power. Drawing upon the yin-yang origin of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he balanced the flaws in his attributes, stabilized his hard-won Title Douluo cultivation, and repaired the hidden meridian injuries left behind by past battles.
On the right, Wu Baiyi sat with an aloof and peerless bearing, silver hair cascading over his shoulders, his temperament ethereal. The biting sword intent surrounding him had withdrawn into invisibility. As the elder among the three with the highest cultivation and deepest foundation, he had long mastered the path of tranquil cultivation. His sword intent and Soul Power blended perfectly as he absorbed the pure life energy of heaven and earth, nourishing his spirit and consolidating his foundation. Every movement carried the composed bearing of a supreme expert.
All three were prodigies of their age, each blessed with exceptional talent and foundation. Now, within this last pure land of the continent, far from the flames of war, conflict, slaughter, and turmoil outside, their cultivation steadily improved at a visible pace. Spiritual energy flowed around them, thread after thread entering their bodies to nourish their meridians, enrich their Soul Power, and stabilize their spirits. It was a peaceful scene of quiet years and devoted cultivation.
Yet amid this tranquil and stable atmosphere of cultivation, an abrupt change suddenly—
At that moment, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Wu Zhangkong at the bottom of the valley had all gone ice-cold with terror, their minds shaken to the core!
They had watched helplessly as Da Ming, the Sky Azure Bull Python