Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Ye Han had taken the form of a short, portly, middle-aged cultivator and was flying over the boundless mountains and rivers of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Ahead lay a vast land suspended in midair like an enormous meteorite...
In fact, the increasingly poor results of his dual cultivation with Fairy Water Dew and Fairy Fire Spirit were partly due to Ye Han deliberately holding back. On the one hand, its effects really were diminishing. On the other, his current dual cultivation cost him less than he gained from it, and he had indeed reached a bottleneck.
But the two women had not reached their bottlenecks. If Ye Han did not hold back, they could still reap considerable benefits.
Ye Han calculated how much time he had left. His recovery was simply too slow, and his lifespan heavenly tribulation might descend again within three thousand years. Given his current condition, three thousand years of normal cultivation would not be enough to restore his cultivation and divine abilities to their peak...
Over these years of cultivation and healing, Ye Han had tried every method and means at his disposal. The sealing injuries inflicted on his divine soul, physical body, and nascent soul simply could not be healed through conventional means. There were probably only two solutions: one was to find some truly heaven-defying heavenly treasures capable of healing his divine soul, physical body, and nascent soul...
The other was for the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron to recover to its peak and return to his divine sense sea, devouring enough pills aura to continuously release sufficient cauldron aura. Only after two or three thousand years of healing could he recover completely...
Whether the first method or the second, both were extraordinarily difficult. The requirements for the heavenly treasures and healing