'Master of Heaven Mending Peak, you just wait!'
Beyond the Sea of Clouds, a golden auspicious cloud came rolling through the sky. It blotted out the heavens and stretched for a thousand miles before converging as it neared the Cloud Sea, transforming into a handsome young man.
Lü Yang's gaze immediately shot toward Heaven Mending Peak, his heart stirring with an urge to act.
In the end, however, he suppressed the thought of striking it with a single palm. 'No need to rush. I just broke through, and the Master of Heaven Mending Peak isn't injured like he was in my previous life.'
'There will be chances. Haste makes waste... I'll take it slow.'
One day, he would repay the karmic debt of being killed by a single finger!
Withdrawing his gaze, Lü Yang made his way to Holy Fire Cliff.
The Array Spirit he had met once before materialized, gave Lü Yang a deep bow, and then said respectfully, "Greetings, Perfected Person."
