Yan Feng's aura began to surge wildly under the violent medicinal power and the assistance of the three Nascent Soul cultivators, continuously impacting that invisible barrier.
Within the cave, spiritual qi gathered furiously, forming a massive vortex with wondrous phenomena abounding.
However, how formidable is the barrier of the late-stage Nascent Soul?
The process of breaking through was long and arduous. Though the barrier seemed on the verge of collapsing, it never fully opened.
Meanwhile, Shan Tianyou's condition had deteriorated to the extreme.
His face was ashen, his wrinkles deeply embedded, and a deathly aura pervaded his body so densely it seemed unbreakable, clearly indicating that his lifespan and essence were nearing their limits.
Just as he was on the brink of exhaustion, nearing failure.
At this critical juncture, Xu Ping's eyes flashed slightly, having already made a decision in his heart.
