Arriving at the nine luminaries mountain

After a few days.

A huge spiritual boat was floating in the sky.

Top level cabin.

The rune civilization on the four walls was unstable, and many formations were slowly operating.

A sweet fragrance rose up and rushed to the roof, dispersing into the clouds.

On the main seat, PEI Ling sat with his eyes closed. The mana around him surged like a tide, like a vast ocean. All the injuries on his body had recovered.

In the depths of his sea of consciousness, the fourth sun had already taken shape. Its light shone through the branches and leaves like pure gold, dazzling and dazzling. As it hung high in the sky, it exuded a majestic and vast aura.

At the same time, the heaven and earth energy that was surging over from the entire Frost Dragon Sword sect gradually calmed down and no longer surged into PEI Ling's body.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were as bright as the stars. After a slight flicker, they were completely retracted and returned to calmness.