Chen Qing sat cross-legged within a quiet room on Wanfa Peak, spiritual energy swirling thickly around him.
Deep Sea Dragon Saliva Incense had been lit in the censer. A wisp of green smoke curled upward, its fragrance piercing straight into his soul and leaving his mind clearer and more empty than ever before.
In such a state, comprehending cultivation techniques and studying spear intent became twice as efficient.
Time flowed by in silence.
Chen Qing was wholly immersed in cultivation, forgetting the turmoil of the outside world.
His consciousness sank into his dantian, observing every subtle change in his True Essence core.
The figures on the panel rose at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
That morning, beside a cliff at the Back Mountain of Wanfa Peak.
Chen Qing stood at the cliff's edge, Jingzhe Spear in hand, his aura as heavy and still as a mountain.
His eyes were slightly closed as he mentally deduced the essential principles of Mountain Shattering Heaven Shaking Spear.
This spear technique followed a path of peerless ferocity, breaking all techniques through sheer force. Its spear momentum was as weighty as a mountain collapse, emphasizing the use of one strength to overwhelm ten forms.
At profound mastery, it truly possessed the might to shatter mountains and shake the heavens.
On the stone platform by the cliff, Deep Sea Dragon Saliva Incense burned quietly, its fragrance lingering in the air.
Suddenly, Chen Qing opened his eyes, and a sharp gleam flashed within them!
He moved.
There was no flashy opening stance, only a simple, straightforward thrust.
Yet that thrust seemed to contain the force of a thousand jun.
The instant Jingzhe Spear shot forth, the air let out a muffled boom. Faint ripples spread in