Murong Huai emerged from seclusion. His strength had now reached the peak of Level 98, and he had already condensed three Soul Cores.
The Fourth Soul Core strengthened his foundation and expanded his energy reserves; the Stabilizing Soul Core enabled rapid recovery and balanced his body; the Mental Soul Core protected his sea of consciousness and kept his mind clear.
With the support of all three Soul Cores, Murong Huai, now at Level 98, was confident he could fight Murong Zhige to a standstill, at the very least. He might even have a forty-sixty chance of winning. After all, Murong Zhige's physique and Soul Power had both reached the demigod level. It could be said that as long as no deity appeared, no one could rival him.
Although Murong Huai's strength had surged, he still hadn't broken through to godhood.
Afterward, Murong Huai said goodbye to Di Tian and the others and explained what had happened with the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. No one objected. Murong Huai had only absorbed its reserves of spiritual power; all of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's cultivation was stored in its main body and shed husk, so they could still absorb those and increase their strength.
Once he had taken care of everything, Murong Huai set off. His strength had increased too quickly during this time, and he needed to properly consolidate his gains. This retreat had lasted over a hundred days, and it was time for him to return.
A year slipped by in the blink of an eye, and two years passed in the next.
Over the past two years, thanks to Spirit Hall's sweeping reforms, people's livelihoods across the continent had steadily recovered. Soul Railcars now ran across half the continent, and automobiles and electric cars had also gone on