The departure of Shangguan Wan'Er and Nangong Jianchen, along with Ye Xiaoyue's departure, made Ye Xiaofan feel as if he was left all alone.
In the following days, he could only immerse himself in cultivation, trying to numb himself and quickly let go of the feeling of parting.
On this day, at dawn, inside the dilapidated hut.
With a muffled sound, a terrifying aura suddenly spread out from within the hut.
"Profound Spirit Ninth Layer!"
Ye Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, a hint of joy appearing in them.
It had been only a few days since the end of the competition, and he had already broken through to a new realm, advancing from the Eighth Layer of the Profound Spirit Realm to the Ninth Layer. It seemed that advancing his realm was not as difficult as he had imagined.
