Shen Luo heard the words but didn't pay too much attention, after all, the grey alien bird was only of Soul Condensation Stage strength, and no matter how many came, they wouldn't pose any threat.
He closed his eyes and began to run the Nameless Cultivation Technique amidst the swirling sandstorm.
In these days, he had been wandering everywhere, hardly ever settling down, but with the One-yuan True Water in his possession, his cultivation had never been interrupted.
After numerous great battles, especially the life-threatening dangers within the Lion Camel Ridge Yin Yang Bottle, his cultivation level had become increasingly refined, slowly approaching the peak of the Late Mahayana Stage.
Shen Luo felt quite comforted in his heart. Judging from the current state of his cultivation, he would reach the peak of the Late Mahayana Stage after a short period of seclusion, and then he could take the Ginkgo Spirit Fruit to attempt a breakthrough to the True Immortal Stage.
