In the mountains, no one kept track of the days; when the cold faded, no one knew how many years had passed.
At the summit of a ten-thousand-zhang peak, amid a sea of swirling clouds.
Su Shi'er sat cross-legged on the ground, his soul from the Sea of Consciousness appearing upon the surface of his body from time to time.
Yet whether his soul appeared or vanished, the Star Soul Art of the Heavens continued operating at full force without pause.
Su Shi'er held his breath and focused his mind, his attention more concentrated than ever before.
Unless the problem with his soul was resolved, he would be unable to wield his full strength, much less continue cultivating.
He naturally understood better than anyone which matter weighed more heavily.
For him now, nothing was more important than resolving the problem with his soul.
Inside the Small world space of the Nine Heavens Exquisite Pagoda.
Before Su Shi'er began his secluded healing, he had released Turtle Taoist, Cloud Dragon, White Tiger, the Xie beast, and the other spirit beasts. Even the Thunder Essence had been let out.
The Small world space was certainly not lacking in spiritual energy, but the Mystic Ice chill had become too overwhelming and inevitably had some effect.
Besides, no matter how good the Small world space was, it could not compare to the Cultivation World.
Heaven and Earth Qi and Star Power were both things unavailable in the Small world space.
Going too long without being nourished by such auras was no good for the cultivation of either humans or beasts.
Moreover, at critical moments, the formations Su Shi'er had set up could also be overseen by these spirit beasts entering the formations.
That would, more or less, greatly enhance the formations' power.
Especially the ancient