Days passed one by one.
While Lü Yang comprehended the mysteries within Emperor Ying and rapidly improved, back in the Current World, World Purger Fei Xue had finished her rest and returned to the Sea of Clouds.
Holy Fire Cliff.
As soon as World Purger Fei Xue returned, she saw a boundless Splendid Light diffuse before her eyes. The light spanned for thousands of miles, like crashing waves beating against a shore. It was an enormous lake. The lake's surface acted like a bright mirror, reflecting reality and illusion, and a figure resembling a splash of ink stood upon the water.
"Daoist, you have finally returned."
True Monarch of Contained Light and Floating Heaven gave a half-smile. "Daoist, you took a trip to the Profound Spirit Realm. Did you manage to reap any harvest from that Immortal Monarch of Tribulation?"
"Cut the crap."
