Tian Ling, more determined than ever, returned to his cultivation with renewed intensity. The next ten years passed like a fleeting moment. For mortals, a decade might seem like an eternity, but for cultivators on the path of the Dao, it was merely a blink of an eye, a brief pause in their eternal journey.
At the end of this period, seated in the center of his palace, Tian Ling slowly opened his eyes. A powerful aura emanated from him, making the air around him vibrate gently. His eyes glowed with an intense light, reflecting the immense power now coursing through his veins.
"Sixth level of the Perfected Soul Realm," he murmured to himself, a satisfied smile forming on his lips. He felt stronger, more attuned to the universe around him. The Qi within him was abundant and pure, circulating through his meridians with ease.