The next day.
Celestial Palace City, the side courtyard of Zhenbei Prince Mansion.
Creak—
The door was pushed open, and a figure in loose clothing stepped over the threshold, walking out of the room.
Bathed in the spill of golden dawn light and the fresh air of morning above, Jiang Ning's face showed a contented smile.
After sleeping through the night, he felt better than he had ever felt before.
These days, he had not taken any rest at all, practicing and cultivating day and night.
He did not dare delay even for a single day.
Because he had long since seen the crisis pressing in step by step.
Without sufficient strength to rely on, he would not be able to weather the crises to come.
But the high pressure and heavy load of cultivation had long since left him in a state of extreme tautness, with a newly born exhaustion.
