Chu Yang was walking a tightrope!

Immense origin energy of heaven and earth surged out from his sword guard. Boundless soul power from the first-generation Nine Tribulations Sword Spirit that he devoured attacked his sentience!

This immense pressure caused Chu Yang to be on the verge of collapse over the past few days.

He was like someone walking a tightrope at the speed of a tortoise above a cliff under extreme snowy conditions! Furthermore, this tightrope was extremely slippery because of all the ice and snow.

If he was careless, he might fall to his death!

He didn't even know how long he had been unconscious for.

It was only at some point in time that he felt as if he was snuck under a warm embrace. It was a blissful feeling; he felt as if he was like a baby that had drawn his first breath.

His mother's aura surrounded him… it was a comfort that he desired but couldn't get easily.

This feeling made him much more relaxed.

From then on, his cultivation state slowly stabilized