Chapter 155: Nine Heavens_1

After the two Golden Pill monks left,

Jiang Ding ran to the center of the formation at the mountaintop, which was also the place where the great array's defense was strongest.

"One mid-stage Foundation Building cultivator, one at the peak of Foundation Building!"

"I'm doomed."

He made up his mind that it would be best not to step out of the door until he reached Foundation Building.

Although the Golden Pill had made assurances, many old cultivators whose lives were about to end feared nothing, and common sense, sect rules, or family did not affect them in the slightest.

He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, through the Flying Sword, he sensed dense gold attribute spiritual energy particles surrounding him. With each breath, they trickled into his meridians.

It was exactly the same as the cultivation speed at a Third-tier Spiritual Vein.

The limit of absorption was just there.