Six years later.
A startling commotion erupted once more from the crimson hall atop the mountain. The entire hall was shrouded in a mass of purple thunderclouds, within which exceedingly rare purple lightning raged and churned.
At the same time, an incomparably terrifying Spiritual Pressure rose from the hall and swiftly spread across the entire spirit island, making Luo Feixuan, Zhu Lingyun, Cheng Susu, Ning Shaohong, and the others on the island turn pale in alarm.
Worried, everyone hurried to the mountaintop. Just then, a voice transmission came from within the hall, and only then did they disperse.
The phenomenon persisted for an entire day before gradually fading away, yet the hall doors never opened.
Another year passed.
Three streaks of light flew out from the island.
Not long afterward, in the outer waters of Qianmo Sea.
An ice-blue, magnificent spirit bird sped toward the southeast at an unimaginable velocity. Three figures stood upon its back: Ning Fa, Luo Feixuan, and the Heavenly Treasure Immortal Merchant.
Luo Feixuan looked Ning Fa up and down, her beautiful face filled with an odd expression.
Even the Heavenly Treasure Immortal Merchant, who was always calm and impassive, could not help giving Ning Fa several extra looks.
Ning Fa was dressed in a mysterious black robe trimmed in purple. He stood tall and handsome, looking no different from usual.
Yet in the eyes of Luo Feixuan and the Heavenly Treasure Immortal Merchant, Ning Fa had undergone an astonishing change.
Ning Fa could not help but chuckle. "Have the two of you forgotten who I am after I went into seclusion for a while?"
The Heavenly Treasure Immortal Merchant said calmly, "Your strength has improved considerably. You should now be the strongest Mid Nascent Soul Cultivator I have ever seen."
Ning Fa was somewhat surprised.