After handing the Yin-Yang Dragon-phoenix Fruit and Bodhi Fruit to Wang Yuan, Jian Wushuang immediately found a secret chamber and began a closed-door cultivation.
In the secret chamber, he sat cross-legged alone, and his face was unusually serious.
"In three years, the Selection Ceremony will be held. I'm bound to have a direct conflict with the Xia Clan, even Empress Leng. The result of the Selection Ceremony can't be predicted and whether I'll survive is unknown. But before the Selection Ceremony, every improvement I make to my strength, will increase my odds.
"The most important thing right now is to break through to the Eternal Realm!" Jian Wushuang's eyes grew cold.
He hadn't been in a hurry to break through before. But now everything was different.
After all, he only had three years to prepare.
In three years, he might have to face Empress Leng and the Xia Clan, both huge forces.
