Desolate Moon Continent. Zhao Min sat upon the platform at the back of Small Bamboo Peak, dressed in white like snow. Her two long, jade-like legs dangled beyond the cliff, while a long black ponytail still hung behind her head.
Her gaze stretched toward the rolling mountains in the distance, as though she were sitting here with Li Yan as she had back then, watching the distant mountain scenery together.
Zhao Min's cultivation had now reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
Other than cultivating each day, she would sit here and wait—waiting for Li Yan's return on one hand, and news from Su Hong on the other.
She needed confirmation of the news that Li Yan had appeared in the Immortal-Spirit Realm. In her heart, the news that Li Yan was alive was true. Su Hong had promised her that she would send word the moment there was any news.
She was also waiting for Gong Chenying. Once Gong Chenying had settled the affairs of her clan, they would set out together to search for Li Yan.
Among Li Wuyi's generation, Nascent Soul cultivators had begun to emerge one after another. Even Second Senior Brother Wei Chi Tuo had successfully formed his Nascent Soul and become one of Phantom Sect's ancestors.
Mo Qing and Wei Zhongran had already joined forces and left to search for ascension nodes.
If nothing unexpected happened, once they had investigated the ascension nodes and returned to make further preparations, they might ascend as well.
Yet Zhao Zhi had already fallen!
She had not passed away in meditation, however. Through years upon years of bitter secluded cultivation, she had finally gained enlightenment into the laws of Heaven and Earth, bringing down her Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.
But she had endured this tribulation with extraordinary difficulty. It lasted