On the other side!
Snow Bamboo Peak.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, cultivating the Heavenly Burial Technique steadily. A faint shadow of the Heavenly Gate appeared behind him, indicating that he was condensing his first Heavenly Gate.
However, to condense a Heavenly Gate requires a massive amount of resources to fill it. At Ye Xuan's cultivation speed, it would take at least tens of millions of years to condense the first Heavenly Gate, a time he cannot afford.
"Why does this first Heavenly Gate make my Divine Soul tremble?"
Ye Xuan stopped cultivating and stood up with a confused look in his eyes. During the process of condensing the first Heavenly Gate, his Divine Soul was subtly trembling, which puzzled Ye Xuan greatly, as if there was something extraordinary contained within this first Heavenly Gate.
Ye Xuan suppressed this unusual emotion, calmly overlooking the cloud sea ahead, his heart gradually becoming serene, and the whole person appeared unusually calm.
