Li Su had no intention of continuing to sit there idly. There was little point in such dry meditation now.
As far as cultivating techniques went, the first six months plus these latter eight had been the most abundant and peaceful time he had ever known.
The Azure Luan Scripture, Three-Colored Divine Light, Sword Scripture, Rainbow Bamboo Scripture, White Rainbow Pierces the Sun Scripture, Demon God Seed Scripture, Taotie True Scripture, Divine Cauldron World-Suppressing Scripture, and Yi Wood Immortality Scripture had all been cultivated to their utmost limit—the point where they could no longer advance at his current realm.
The patterns of his primordial spirit and physical body had also grown increasingly robust under the nourishment of nine scriptures at the Immortal level or above.
Although he had kept the Demon Refining Palace's technique suppressed, preventing it from surpassing half a Dao pattern.
In truth, compared to when he had been in Ageless Town, he was now vastly stronger. He probably would not need even three moves to defeat his former self.
This was no exaggeration. It was the plain, unvarnished truth!
His strength had, in fact, already broken through the shackles of the Yin Spirit and entered the domain of the Yang Spirit.
More than four million high-grade spirit stones had not been spent for nothing. If he had not deliberately suppressed himself, his primordial spirit would likely have blazed like a rising morning sun by now. Ordinary Yin Spirits would not even be able to approach him, much less fight him—they might have their primordial spirits scorched alive by his presence alone.
It was no longer merely a matter of raising his upper limit. Under the constant nurturing of nine Immortal-level patterns, his reserves and foundation had been reinforced several layers deeper.
By Li Su's own estimation, even