Classic of Mountains and Seas World.
At this moment, in order to break through to the mid-stage Ancient Realm, Xia Ping returned to the Classic of Mountains and Seas World to cultivate in seclusion. Only this place was safe enough, free from disturbance by outside factors.
He sat cross-legged atop a meditation cushion, circulating the mana within his body through one grand cycle after another, seemingly mobilizing the formidable power throughout his entire body.
Centered on his body, within a radius of two hundred thousand light-years, endless cosmic origin energy seemed drawn by the power inside him, surging madly toward his body.
At this moment, his body seemed to have formed an enormous energy vortex, spinning like chaos itself.
All one hundred and eight thousand pores of his body opened, as though he had turned into a kunpeng, greedily devouring cosmic origin energy from every direction.
It was as if an energy storm, an energy tide, had formed here, shaking space and time.
Fortunately, this place was the supreme-grade saint artifact, the Classic of Mountains and Seas, capable of concealing all anomalies. If it had been elsewhere, such a vast and colossal cultivation phenomenon would certainly have been noticed by other saints.
Then, perhaps saints would come to investigate. This was also why Xia Ping did not wish to cultivate in the outside world—every breakthrough he made caused far too great a commotion.
Stirred by this, the vast dark-golden mana within him seemed to have long been unable to wait any longer. Like floodwaters bursting through a dike, it instantly smashed through the bottleneck of his purple mansion spaces.
In an instant, he felt his entire body—even his soul—tremble, as if the sound of the Great Dao had resounded. The bottleneck on his body was broken through in one stroke.