Swish, swish!
As time passed, sounds of tidal waves began to resonate in the stone room, Zhao Sheng's body emitted a fluctuating divine light, a vast expanse of magic power mysterious light diffused out, filling the stone room, and even penetrated through layers of earth and rock to even further and deeper places.
Gazing at a distant stone wall covered in cascading mystic light, Daoist Ou Feng's eyes twinkled as he slowly withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on the Ten Thousand Talisman Array Plate.
As time slowly passed, Zhao Sheng's cultivation explosively increased at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people.
Throughout history, even among the True Monarchs of both realms across generations, very few had cultivated like Zhao Sheng, in such a lavish manner.
No, it shouldn't be called lavish, but rather wasteful.
Ordinary Nascent Soul Ancestors typically spend years searching before they might chance upon a strand of Outer Heaven Mysterious Essence.
