Chapter 2815 Cultivation

"Not bad," Austin murmured to himself as he withdrew his fist.

He was quite satisfied with the power he acquired from the Mysterious Magnetic Mountain.

Princess Gracie told him that the capacity of the Magnetic Mountain's power depended on the level of the cultivator's own strength.

Hence, he surmised, the more powerful he became, the more terrifying the Mysterious Magnetic Mountain's powers would be.

Austin had been cultivating in the time chamber for over five years now. For those outside, however, only a couple of hours had passed.

After he had managed to refine the Mysterious Magnetic Mountain, he began practicing the Concentration Method.

Even before he reached the level of the sect ancestor, Austin had already been able to unleash the sword-light which contained the power of twenty thousand sword moves in one strike.

Now that he had reached this level, Austin planned to sharpen his swordsmanship even further.

Another ten years passed in the time chamber. Austin was now able to release the light-sword contained the combined power of twenty-five thousand sword moves.

Twenty years passed. Now he was able to condense thirty thousand sword intents into one.

Thirty years later and a single strike from Austin now carried the energy of thirty-five thousand sword moves.

Meanwhile, the palace at the heart of Black Hell City in the Tomb Star Cluster remained alight. A long discussion was being held inside.

Recent events were currently being narrated to the room. "... then a powerful woman appeared out of thin air. She was just a wisp of a soul.

But she radiated energy enough to match a genuine immortal. It's likely she's a big shot, and more powerful than she lets on.

She was close with the eleven chaotic immortal trees, too.

Does she have anything to do with Peterson the Taoist Ancestor?" Ervin murmured.

A throng of black-robed men stood around him deferentially.

In another corner of the hall was Chace, sitting cross-legged and with the black and white stick placed across his thighs.

"Prince Ervin, I overheard

urple told him of recent events in this universe.

"Oh? A Princess Gracie, you say? Is she... perhaps... Could it be?"

the elder murmured to himself, lost in thought.

"Do you know her, sir?"

the man in purple asked.

The long-bearded elder nodded sagely. "She could be the woman referred to by a certain legend.

The princess of an old kingdom, it was said.

But it is believed that kingdom is in ruins,"

the elder shared.

"If she is the princess, perhaps she still holds some inheritance from her kingdom.

That would make her mighty useful," he added, murmuring almost to himself.

The elder broke out of his reveries and appeared to come to a decision. "How about I send two genuine immortals to aid you and help you investigate that woman?"

he offered.

The man in purple was elated. "That would be very much appreciated, sir,"

he said, the thrill evident in his voice.

'Once the two genuine immortals come here, no one can get in our way, ' he thought happily.

"By the way, sir, how about the little boy I mentioned to you earlier?"

the man in purple asked.

"Ah. About that.

I'm not quite convinced that little boy has anything to do with that ancient legend.

But should you chance upon him again, make sure not to provoke him.

Do you understand?"

the elder said.

"Very well, sir,"

the man in purple answered with a bow.