No matter what, the journey had begun.
Shen Yi was by no means greedy, and soon he suppressed the urge to utilize the Dragon Tiger Scripture.
The experience just now had served as a wake-up call.
These external cultivation techniques were indeed effective. In Hongze, it might take less than four hundred thousand years to cultivate an Immortal Law, which was demanding.
Yet with the scripture in hand, within the same duration, one could directly break through from the Dao Realm to a Boundary comparable to that of a True Immortal. It was truly worthy of the heritage of the three teachings.
But the danger was real.
A single misstep could plunge one into an eternal abyss.
In the quiet room,
Shen Yi closed his eyes to cultivate his spirit, his body once again glowing with golden light, his palm holding a small crouching mouse, already possessing a somewhat divine and Buddha-like appearance.
