Lin Chang'an took a deep breath. He wasn't far from the late-stage Foundation Establishment either and should go to a broader sky to seek the opportunity for Core Formation.
Even Yun Yao was ordered to leave.
After all, the Seven Kingdoms were almost untenable now.
More importantly, amidst the turmoil of the Seven Kingdoms, he was just an unremarkable wave in the vast sea of people.
No matter how much he worried, it was useless. It was better to focus on himself.
As the miasma rampaged, the Immortal Cultivation Realm of the Seven Kingdoms was shaken.
The sects and major clans within the Seven Kingdoms decided to migrate, but they would leave some forces behind.
After all, some small spirit veins were still enough to support the cultivation of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
This earth-shattering change, in an instant, turned internal conflicts of the Seven Kingdoms into harmony.
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Time passed, six months after Master Lu formed his Nascent Soul.
