Jared spent another three days recovering in the Celestial Palace. Over those three days, his body recovered fast.
The power brought by the Heart of the Northern Abyss was still slowly merging into his body. His cultivation at the Top Level High Immortal Realm Level Seven had completely stabilized, and his chaotic force had grown far more solid than before. He even found time to test his own limit.
With a single sword strike, he could shave off half the summit of the 1,000-yard ice peak outside the Celestial Palace.
Gwendolyn stood beside the ruins of the ice peak and looked at that smooth cut surface, polished like a mirror. She stayed there in silence for a long time.
"If you go all out now, probably no cultivator below True Immortal Realm Level Five can beat you," she said, giving him a fair assessment.
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