With no fixed moves, Chen Mo merely swung his limbs casually, yet the air continuously let out "wails" as though it could no longer bear the burden, sending chills down the spine. The fist wind was as sharp as a blade, and spiderweb-like cracks had already spread across the entire ground.
At this rate, it would not be long before this whole area was destroyed.
Noticing this, Chen Mo had no choice but to stop.
He wanted to feel the changes in his strength, not tear down his home.
If this continued, even the tunnel he had painstakingly dug would collapse.
If it collapsed, then it collapsed. He could just dig another one.
The key was that if everyone in the sect found out he had dug a tunnel, it would be rather awkward.
This was clearly not a suitable place. Chen Mo decided to go to the Back Mountain and find an uninhabited place to test himself to his heart's content.
He acted as soon as he decided. Leaving the small courtyard directly, he headed swiftly toward the Back Mountain.
The matter of the Black Scaled Beast had been fermenting within the sect for quite some time. No news had emerged of disciples finding other Exotic Beasts or gaining anything, so the Back Mountain should have returned to peace by now.
It was very suitable for Chen Mo to go there now. He should be able to easily find an uninhabited area.
What Chen Mo did not know was that not long after he left the small courtyard, the old man serving as his Guardian appeared at the entrance. Looking at the scene inside and recalling what he had seen earlier, astonishment flickered in his eyes.
"It has only been such a short time, and he has improved so