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In his single wooden cell, Wang Sheng held the Immortal Stone and sat in silent meditation. The shackles on his hands and legs glowed faintly, suppressing his immortal power and Primordial Spirit.
After reaching the late stage of the Ascended Immortal Realm, he had absorbed primal qi continuously for three months. He had also kept the astral power flowing.
Wang Sheng now rather liked this blood mine. Cultivation here took a hundred times longer than on Earth, but the concentration of primal qi was roughly the same. If he stayed in the blood mine for a hundred years, he would likely reach the middle stage of the Primordial Immortal Realm.
Unfortunately, recklessly advancing in cultivation wasn't advisable. Progressing too quickly could easily lead to an unstable foundation or even devilish deviation.
Wang Sheng's cautious nature surfaced again. While cultivating, he constantly verified his own path to keep himself from straying.
Sensing a gaze fall upon him, Wang Sheng opened his eyes and discovered that it wasn't one of his fellow miners thinking about how to use him as a tool. Lan Huilin, who was in the mine a distance away, was watching him with a trace of helplessness and regret.
Regret?
To prevent the True Immortals of the Celestial Wind Sect...
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