After returning to the Ninth Summit, Jiang Lan watered the vegetative egg with spirit liquid.
He had not been back for the past few days but the vegetative egg and the Udumbara Flower were not too different.
They had survived the past few years so a few days was nothing.
Then, Jiang Lan headed to the Netherworld Cave alone.
He intended to cultivate.
The Netherworld's Entrance was about to erupt, and the vegetative egg and the Udumbara Flower could not withstand it.
It was not suitable for him to bring them in.
Sitting cross-legged in the Netherworld Cave, Jiang Lan gazed at the entrance to the Netherworld. He hadn't taken a single glance until now.
There was no need to, but he had to be alert.
Especially when it was time for the eruption.
He could feel as if someone might be trying to use this opportunity to throw Kunlun into chaos.
