In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed.
During these three days.
Dao Kun and several elders kept guard near the valley where Yang Luo was.
Even the disciples of the Ancient Demon Sacred Land did not leave.
They wanted to see if this peerless heavenly pride, renowned throughout North Cold Ming State, could step into the Nine Heavens Immortal in one fell swoop, becoming the youngest Nine Heavens Immortal in history.
Three days later in the morning.
Dao Kun and several elders sat cross-legged on the mountain top, breathing and meditating, serving as Law Enforcer for Yang Luo.
At this moment.
Yang Luo was seated cross-legged in the valley, resembling an ancient divine mansion, completely motionless.
A dazzling golden light shimmered around him, and ancient characters and runes increasingly surrounded him.
Although Yang Luo appeared peaceful on the surface, his blood energy was at its peak, surging within.
