For those with nothing to do, an hour might still count as some amount of time.
But in the eyes of martial cultivators like them, who would enter seclusion for days, months, or even years at a time, it was truly as brief as the blink of an eye.
Zhan Cangkong did not feel the passage of time at all.
More than half of the hour had already passed.
At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and cried out in delight, "I finally broke through this level."
Although the fortune offered by Chongming Pool had not been as satisfying as he had hoped.
His martial skill cultivation had been stuck at its limit for several years.
With the help of Chongming Pool's power of qi and blood, he had finally taken this step. No matter what, it was no small surprise.
Just as he was about to ask Qin Shaofeng whether he had achieved anything.
The sight before him made his mouth fall open.
The power of qi and blood within Chongming Pool was actually diminishing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Around Qin Shaofeng, who sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, nine Blood-red Halos were spinning at high speed.
As the halos spun, they seemed to form an enormous water pump.
The power of qi and blood was being frantically drawn into those nine halos, then fused into Qin Shaofeng's body in a manner that could only be called violent.
"Th-this-this..."
Zhan Cangkong immediately felt a mouthful of old blood rise in his throat.
Not long after he began absorbing the power of qi and blood, he had felt the speed of absorption becoming increasingly difficult.
At that time, he had been on the verge of a breakthrough, so naturally he had neither the time nor