Since Little Fairy had already advanced to the Dou Zong realm, Wu Yong suddenly had an idea and decided to start a training class on the power of space to help them better comprehend it.
On the mountaintop, the four of them sat in a circle.
Wu Yong held out his palm and freely kneaded a mass of spatial power in his hand. The three women stared fixedly at it.
"Space is not actually fixed. It is constantly flowing, though the large-scale flow of space is extremely subtle..."
The two Dou Zong experts who had already come into contact with the power of space listened in confusion, seeming to understand but not quite.
Meanwhile, the Dou Emperor expert beside them suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
Because of her racial talent, Zi Yan had come into contact with the power of space when she was still a Dou King. In a sense, when it came to space, she could be considered the senior of those two Dou Zongs.
Wu Yong taught with great care, but because he was a genius, his teaching ability was somewhat...
Well, yes. His teaching results depended rather heavily on the students' talent.
In this lesson, Zi Yan gained the most. With her racial talent, she could understand Wu Yong's not entirely precise descriptions.
Fortunately, Wu Yong had some methods. After creating three Space Crystals for them to personally experience, the effectiveness of the lesson clearly improved by a great deal.
The valley returned to its usual tranquility. Cultivation remained their unwavering goal.
Although all four of them dearly missed that indulgent day off, they also understood that only by becoming strong enough as quickly as possible could they enjoy more such wonderful holidays in the future.
Another half year passed, and Wu Yong's consciousness was enveloped