"Without the protection of Immortal Spirit Energy, ordinary cultivators would likely have no chance of survival,"
During a few leisurely breaths filled with divine thought, Li Fan's injuries had already fully healed.
He did not leave, but rather, Li Fan gazed at the marvel below this high wall.
The invisible High Wall, the continuous Ruined World The Wall, the endless crevices at the lowest point of the Star Sea.
Interwoven into one, dreamlike and blurred, shrouded in mystery.
Even though Li Fan's strength had almost reached the pinnacle of the Star Sea, this part of the Star Sea before his eyes was still filled with enigmas.
Perhaps the more he grew stronger and encountered more, the confusion in his heart would only increase.
Until one day, he breaks through a certain limit.
Everything will eventually become clear to the world.
Li Fan took one last deep look at this wonder of the Star Sea, then the Wooden Sword Mirage unsheathed as he fled towards the Xuanhuang World.
