Inside the cave abode.
Li Ping sat cross-legged, reviewing every piece of information in the jade slip to make sure no unforeseen circumstances would interfere with his attempt to form a nascent soul.
Bai Yaoyue drew his attention in particular.
Her cave abode was less than a thousand miles from his-a distance a Nascent Soul Cultivator could cover in an instant.
If she truly harbored ill intentions toward him, she could interfere while he underwent his lightning tribulation.
But Li Ping soon shook his head.
Bai Yaoyue seemed to possess some special means of seeing through his transformations, but only if she approached him.
By his estimation, that distance would be no less than twenty feet.
Beyond twenty feet, even Bai Yaoyue could not see the true face hidden behind his mountain mists.
During his tribulation, anyone who approached would also come under attack from the tribulation lightning, except for spirit beasts and refined corpses connected to him.
It was just like when he and the Desolate Fire Sparrow had guarded Wei Yiling during her nascent soul formation. To avoid drawing the tribulation lightning's attention, they had needed to remain ten miles away.
Thus, Bai Yaoyue would at most take a look from afar, rather than approach him for no reason.
Having thought things through, Li Ping organized the items beside him, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in arduous cultivation.
This time, he would not emerge from seclusion until he had formed his nascent soul.
As Li Ping refined his magic power in seclusion, twenty years slipped by unnoticed.
Throughout those twenty years, his cave abode never opened. The Eastern Sea remained as peaceful as ever, but the balance within Great Zhou gradually began to crumble.
Aside from True Lord Xuanyun and Old Devil Fang, the Great Zhou Cultivation