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Time flies, years pass by, another year has gone by.
On this day, inside the Cultivation Room,
Zhou Xun sat cross-legged on the ground, in front of him rested a yellow gourd, filled with Pill Origin Wine.
During his daily cultivation, he would take a small sip,
thus this year's cultivation progress was three times that of previous years.
Several hours later, Zhou Xun finished the spell and slowly opened his eyes.
"Considering the timing, it's been four full years since I sacrificed those Thunder Seeds, today they are fully nurtured to Great Success,"
"Let's summon them for a look!"
Thinking this, his mouth slightly opened,
seventy-two thunder lights flew out,
as soon as these seventy-two thunder lights appeared, they instantly illuminated the entire Cultivation Room. Amidst the flickering, faint sounds of thunder reverberated, as if containing boundless power of destruction.
