The four seasons alternated, and it was now the 12th year of the Changle Era.
While Jiang Changsheng cultivated, he would pay attention to Jiang Jian and the others. It took Ping'an half a year to calm down. Once he calmed down, he broke through to the Two Grotto-heaven realm in one go, and his blood and qi surged. A red fireball pattern appeared on his chest. Jiang Jian and the others had yet to figure out the use of this red fireball pattern.
They had been wandering around this mysterious and silent land for so long, but they had yet to encounter any living beings. Instead, they had encountered some strange fruits, which they relied on for food. Because of these fruits, they were always full of energy, which was rather magical.
From the looks of it, it was as if they had intruded into a land of fortuitous opportunities. However, for the time being, Jiang Changsheng felt that there was a terrifying existence hidden here.