In the silent cave, a bone-chilling coldness erupted wantonly. In the biting cold wind, Ye Qiu continued to deduce the Mystic Ice Technique. He tried to push his immortal body to the most perfect state.
Time passed bit by bit. Ye Qiu gradually adapted to this coldness and quickly grasped the essence of the Mystical Ice Technique.
Lin Qingzhu, on the other hand, had already entered a state of metamorphosis. She only needed to wait for the opportunity to enter the realm and be reborn.
A month passed just like that. The entire Violet Cloud Cave Abode was very calm. Even the entire Violet Cloud Peak was silent. The cyclone surrounding the peak of the mountain had yet to dissipate.
The disciples of the seven factions sat cross-legged in the mountain stream and cultivated silently. In this month, the overall strength of the Heaven Mending Sect had increased several times.
