Time passed second by second as he continued to comprehend.
As Ye Xiwen's understanding of Wind-Thunder Force deepened, the Wind-Thunder Force around him gradually became docile, like countless subjects submitting to the restraint of their king.
It flowed across his body as gently as water.
Ye Xiwen's mind was clear, devoid of any stray thoughts. He simply continued receiving the deductions concerning Wind-Thunder Force. Suddenly, an idea surfaced in his mind: if he could cloak himself in Wind-Thunder Force and condense a suit of armor from it, its power would surely be boundless.
But that thought was only a passing thought, and he quickly pressed it into a corner. At this moment, the crucial matter was still condensing a domain and gaining the ability to contend against Dharma Idol Realm experts.
At the very least, he needed to be able to escape from their hands.
In the blink of an eye, three months passed. Outside the forest, more and more experts began gathering toward its depths.
As large numbers of experts from the major powers arrived from all across the Yunxing Sea Territory and the Chaotic Demon Sea, they could be seen everywhere.
Over these past months, increasingly more experts from the Chaotic Demon Sea and the Yunxing Sea Territory had gradually arrived. It was no longer merely the elite younger generation of the major powers as before.
Many among them had fought their way up from the bottom to the Sixth Layer. Yet because of that ferocious beast, everyone was halted there, unable to charge into the Seventh Layer. A few had refused to recognize the immensity of heaven and earth, harboring lucky thoughts and trying to fly over it while the beast was still asleep.
Who would have thought that before they could fly across, suddenly surging astral