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Time swiftly passed by, and in the blink of an eye, eighty years had elapsed.
Purple Melody True Sect, Thousand Sword Peak, Spiritual Vein Land.
The area, once constantly bathed in sunshine, was now covered by dark clouds in the sky.
Streaks of purple light flashed sporadically within the dark clouds.
An immense pressure pervaded Thousand Sword Peak, threatening to overflow its bounds.
However, the disciples of Thousand Sword Peak had long since evacuated the area.
"Is it beginning?"
Milton Cheney sat cross-legged above the Spiritual Vein, seemingly oblivious to the dark clouds and purple lightning flashing above him.
After achieving Golden Core Great Perfection and enduring eighty more years of arduous cultivation, Milton Cheney was finally facing the critical juncture of transforming into a Nascent Soul True Monarch – the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation.
