Cultivation knows no years.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed.
Tu Xuexi, Tu Yelin, and Si Yue had been away from the mountain for just over a month.
The Wayless Sect had returned to its tranquil state.
Of course, this would be quite a peaceful scene if one were to exclude a certain thing that had been wailing daily by the Wuhu.
The Wayless Sect was in tranquility.
Yet, the various states of the Divinity Continent were beset by all manner of complexities.
Take Yun State, for example.
Within the Yunzhou Holy Land, the owner of the Yin Yang Array Sect, the Holy Yin Yang Arrayist Zhang Han, was plagued by a headache.
He had originally been in seclusion, aiming for a breakthrough to the Mahayana Realm.
Breaking through to the Mahayana Realm meant striving for perfection.
He planned to harness the Ten Thousand Heavenly Stars to achieve this self-perfection.
