Gazing at Yun Xiaoxiao's stunning figure from behind, Chen Feng slipped into a world of profound thought.
After what seemed like an eternity, Chen Feng took out his cell phone and checked it, only to find out it did not have any signal.
"Ah..."
Chen Feng heaved a sigh.
Instead of returning to the palace complex, he chose to sit by the edge of the abyss to cultivate.
The spiritual energy here was incredibly dense, and Chen Feng felt like he could break through to the second level of Heavenly Dao at any moment.
As long as he could reach the second level of Heavenly Dao, it wouldn't be impossible to attempt to leap across the abyss.
During this cultivation, Chen Feng completely lost track of time.
The hair that had grown wildly during his demonic invasion phase had not shortened, but it had turned black. It swayed with the wind, and with the arrival of the spiritual energy, each strand of his hair seemed to be filled with spirituality.
One day, two days, three days...
