Top Of The Peak

"Fellow Daoist, seeing how generous you are, let me give you a reminder. When you reach the peak, don't try to be brave. That outer heavenly dipper wind is not something to be trifled with... In short, you can imagine a cultivator who has mastered the laws of wind attacking you continuously. Do you understand?"

The black-robed cultivator instructed again.

Chen Chen solemnly nodded his head.

A cultivator who mastered the law of wind was constantly attacking him. This clone of his should be able to withstand it, right?

After all, the law of wind was not a law with particularly strong offensive power.

"Fellow Daoist, is there anything else you need to pay attention to?"

"Bring more protective dharma treasures. Also, some body refining experts cultivate on this peak all year round. Don't provoke them. The rest is nothing."

The black-clothed cultivator said.

"Thank you for your advice, fellow Daoist."