"I've helped another child of destiny, and my ancestral Daoist skills have greatly improved..."
High above in the sky, Zhong Shenxiu counted on his fingers, feeling that the calamity of Yin wind wasn't far away.
The Primordial Pill Cultivators of the Seven Luminaries Heaven must endure three calamities before their practice can be completed, earning them the qualifications to breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit.
"And once I breakthrough, I will certainly not be comparable to those mediocre Yin Gods..."
Zhong Shenxiu stood on the back of Yu Tongzi, deep in thought.
"I wasn't too clear before, but comparing myself to the old monsters of the six major orthodox sects, I know that even if I encounter a grandmaster who has refined the Nine Revolutions, I need not be too fearful... However, even if I overcome the three calamities, as long as I don't become a Primordial Spirit, I am still no match for those Ancient Spiritual Treasures."
