For an entire year, Huo Hai and the Spirit Insects had done nothing but raise their cultivation, without training in any other aspect. The Spirit Insects were one thing; they were insects by nature, relying solely on instinct in battle, so training was meaningless.
But after reaching this level, Huo Hai felt that his Battle Spirit Art was beginning to fall behind. Still, raising his cultivation came first. Once he emerged from the Nether Soul Grotto this time, he would properly improve his Battle Spirit Art and make his combat strength whole again. Cultivation was the foundation of everything. Without cultivation, there was nothing.
Once he had finished preparing, Huo Hai concealed his identity all the way, occasionally passing through Teleportation Spirit Formations before returning to the vicinity of the Death Soul Sect. Since he had kept such a low profile, he had not drawn anyone's attention.
At the very least, the Hidden Assassins had not come looking for him. Within Huo Hai's senses, no powerful expert bore hostility toward him. Even if someone had set their sights on him, they were merely petty bandits, nothing worth mentioning.
After arriving near the Death Soul Sect, Huo Hai did not enter through the main gate. Even with Little Butterfly, passing through the main gate one more time might attract the Death Soul Sect's attention. Huo Hai swiftly arrived at the location he had learned of from the Heavenly Soul Sect disciples. After forming a series of hand seals, the cave entrance appeared once more. Last time, he had been framed. This time was different.
Huo Hai sneered. After sensing that there was no one nearby, he entered the cave. As he went inside, the entrance slowly vanished and could no longer be opened. "Hehe, the Wraiths here really do grow quickly."