Jared spent three more days recovering at the Celestial Palace.

Over that time, his body healed quickly.

The power from the Heart of the Northern Abyss continued to merge into him, refining him from within.

His cultivation at the peak of High Immortal Realm Level Seven fully stabilized, and his chaotic force became far more solid than before.

He even tested his limits. With a single sword strike, he sliced off half the summit of the thousand-yard ice peak outside the palace.

Gwendolyn stood beside the shattered peak, staring at the smooth, mirror-like cut for a long time.

“If you go all out now, no cultivator below True Immortal Realm Level Five could beat you,” she said, her tone measured.