whose cultivation level is not very high.It was past noon, on Mount Shouzheng. Inside the An'hun Hall...The Bichezong sect sprawled across a vast expanse, with hundreds of spiritual peaks. Shouzheng...The Myriad Forms Sea was still as bustling as ever. On the spirit islands, there were throngs of people. Flying cultivators and star vessels crisscrossed the sky ceaselessly.rise and relief: "Brother, you're awake."Right after that, Lan Qi Yue’s face came into view.Lu Ye lightly replied with a sound, then closed his eyes again to examine his injuries.Luckily, there wasn't...