In the quiet, ten months had passed by.
On this day, in a valley behind the peak of Green Bamboo Mountain, a young man in a green robe landed on the valley floor using sword flight.
The man, graceful and with a determined face, wore a faint smile; it was undoubtedly Lin Tianming who had concluded his closed-door cultivation.
After nearly half a year of seclusion, he had spent months consecrating all of his magic artifacts.
In the following months, with the aid of the Fusion Spirit Pills he possessed, he had pushed his cultivation a notch further.
Now, he was but a step away from the Late Stage of the Seventh Layer of the Foundation Establishment.
At present, there were only a little over three months left until the opening of the Tianfeng Wind Secret Realm.
With the Zhenyang Sect Mountain Gate, located in the Dragon Mountain Range, tens of thousands of miles away from his clan's territory and adding the exhaustion from travel, he was left with only two months.
