Immortal-Demon War I

After returning from Nie Yushuang's residence, Zhou Yang's expression became somewhat strange.

Preoccupied with worries, he returned to his own quarters and shut himself away in the meditation chamber, his every thought focused on the "generous gift" Nie Yushuang had given him.

If Nie Yushuang had not lied, then if he truly managed to find that place, the benefits would be anything but ordinary.

Yet the prerequisite for all this was that the information Nie Yushuang had given him was true, and that he truly possessed the ability to reach that place.

In reality, Nie Yushuang could not guarantee the information was genuine, because he had merely learned of it from notes left behind by a senior patriarch of his sect. He had never personally verified it.

"Forget it. There is no use thinking too much right now. Even if this is true, the urgent matter is finding a way to survive the battle ahead."

Muttering a heart-clearing incantation to sever the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhou Yang seized this final month to enter secluded cultivation and calmly recover the vitality he had depleted in his previous battle with the Blood Robe Ancestor.

A month passed quickly.

One month later, Du Chongyang appeared once more in Snow Toad Palace atop Heavenly Pool Mountain, punctual to the very moment.

"Now that the month has passed, Fellow Daoist Xu, have you all become proficient with the Heavenly Dipper Primal Yang Formation?"

Still within the sect master's main hall of Snow Toad Palace, once Du Chongyang arrived and all the cultivators had assembled, he first looked toward Xu Tianlin and asked about their formation drills.

"Reporting to Immortal Venerable, the Heavenly Dipper Primal Yang Formation is simply too profound and mysterious. Over the past month, we juniors have drilled day and night