In the Blood Mud Space, inside the Cocoon of Time.
Li Weiyi had been in closed-door cultivation for many days, condensing his Sky-Piercing Soul to its tenth stage.
A soul light materialized and manifested above his head.
Inside the cocoon, Tang Wanzhou, who was across from him, sensed it and opened her eyes.
"So fast! You've already finished condensing your Sky-Piercing Soul?"
Li Weiyi retracted the soul light into his body.
"You call this fast? The time I spent condensing it inside the cocoon, all told, added up to nearly a year before it was perfected. What about you?"
"From the time I obtained the Dragon Soul Source Light in the East Sea until now, I've spent half a year and finally refined one cluster of it completely," Tang Wanzhou said.
Li Weiyi said, "Does that mean it's equivalent to ten years of bitter cultivation in the Second Realm?"
Tang Wanzhou pondered for a moment.
"The saying that one cluster of source light saves ten years of bitter cultivation is actually a figurative number."