In the blink of an eye, more than another year had passed.
Throughout that time, the cave abode remained silent. Only the rosy radiance occasionally cast down by the Life Ancient Tree and the rippling light from the pool of Divine Liquid illuminated the three figures nearby.
Whoosh...
This day,
When Tan Lin opened his eyes once more, there was no longer the slightest sign of anything amiss in his aura.
However, the road of creating a cultivation method was long, and there was still quite some distance before it could be fully perfected. Thus, the Dao injury within him had not completely healed and occasionally brought on a faint cough.
But otherwise, he was fine. It did not affect his movements or combat strength.
Crackle...
Beneath the ancient tree, he rose to his full height and stretched his limbs. At once, a roar like surging rivers and turning stars rang out from within his body.
His Great Saint Middle Stage cultivation had long since stabilized after completing his tribulation, but the overwhelming sense of power he felt now far surpassed what it had been before his recuperation.
Hum...
Formless crimson mist billowed.
Under [All-Cause Vision], Tan Lin roughly examined the changes in the Causal Lines upon the Soul Pearl Barrier over these past days, as well as the growth progress of the Fireflies within the Deep Crimson Light Points on the scale.
Causal Lines constantly appeared and vanished, but these were mostly insignificant lines. Over long years, they provided rather limited Fireflies, though they made up for it in sheer quantity.
Overall, the number of such lines had increased considerably.
Over the years, as many cultivators left this forbidden region, news of his deeds had naturally spread to the outside world and become known to more people. It was