He knew it was because he had visualized the Eight Prison Yama too many times.
"So it seems, it’s not feasible for me to keep practicing this Refining God Technique continuously."
Li Qian thought to himself.
Fortunately, his Primordial Spirit felt no discomfort, and he could clearly sense that his Primordial Spirit had grown stronger.
However, on the system interface, the progress of Primordial Spirit View still remained at five.
He was temporarily unable to determine how long it would take to increase by one point.
Just like that, another two years passed by.
During these two years, Li Qian quietly remained at the Chen Bell Platform, diligently ringing the bell to cultivate.
Both of his newly accepted Registered Disciples successfully mastered Sword Stabbing Fist to perfection.
Under Li Qian’s supervision, Chai Shao and Su Xinlan formally took Wang Yuxuan and Li Bozhi as their Direct Disciples.
The other three disciples were also present to witness this.
Throughout these two years, the outside world underwent massive changes; with rampant activities of supernatural creatures, more powerful Heavenly Phenomenon Level demons began to appear. Although their appearances were infrequent, each emergence brought with it great disasters.
Moreover, there were also some traces of the demonic calamity.
In a nutshell, the outside world was in complete chaos.
In this period of more than two years of cultivation, Li Qian’s progress on Primordial Spirit View had increased by two points, reaching seven.
Through his judgement, it was approximately one point a year,
Furthermore, he discovered another issue; as the progress of the Primordial Spirit View increased, the strengthening of the Primordial Spirit seemingly had a promoting effect on the advancement of cultivation, Sword Intent, as well as the Qi Blood Holy Realm.
This meant that the stronger his Primordial Spirit became, the faster his overall cultivation speed would increase.
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Stepping Cloud Mountain Range.
Here, the landscape had drastically changed, a vast Great Array enveloped the area, surrounded by misty clouds, and within, a multitude of buildings rose from the ground, densely packed and covering mountain after mountain.
At the very center, atop the Stepping Cloud Peak, stood a Great Hall.
The original Bronze Gate had now been integrated inside the Great Hall.
At this moment, beside the Bronze Gate, sat three figures.
The one-armed man immediately instructed them.
Dealing with the demonic disaster, even Heavenly Phenomenon Level Celestials were incapable; only Martial Saints were up to the task.
There were only three Martial Saints stationed at the Dao Sect in Chang Country.
And he was the only Top-level Martial Saint.
"Understood, Senior Brother Yuan."
The speaker was a Green-clothed Elder with a white, lifeless left eye, obviously blind.
After the three left, only the one-armed man remained in the Great Hall.
"Sigh, without a Supreme Saint at the helm of my Dao Sect, I fear the future will be increasingly difficult."
The one-armed man let out a somber sigh.
As a Top-level Martial Saint and a member of the elders, he knew much more than the average Martial Saint.
This increasingly brutal change in the Human World wasn’t just because of the plague of demons or the demonic calamity but also man-made disasters.
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