In the blink of an eye, another year had passed.
The waves caused by the drastic changes on the sacred planet finally calmed down, and the starry sky in the surroundings also returned to peace.
Tang Hao stayed on planet jumen, occasionally returning to Qiyuan to take a look at the other side.
During this one year, he had finally refined all the remaining creation divine pills. There were a total of ten pills, just enough for sis Xiangyi and the others.
He made a special trip back to Earth and gave them the pills to improve their cultivation.
Tang Hao felt much more relaxed after that.
The pill was refined, and Kun Lun was developing well. Everything was going smoothly.
"Oh, those old guys are still alive!"
Tang Hao thought of mountain Lord war god and the rest, as well as the group of primordial chaos Dao remnants. If they cut the weeds and did not eliminate the roots, they would be a disaster in the end.
