Nine Nether Hall's expansion was advancing steadily.
The Defense Clan's construction site changed with each passing day, and the outline of the main hall had already risen from the ground; the Breaking Clan's medicinal fields were lush and green, and the first batch of herbs was ready to harvest; the Strength Clan's forge was bustling with heat and activity, and the first furnace of refined steel was about to come out; although the Speed Clan's intelligence network was still in its initial stages, it had already begun sending back valuable information one after another.
Everything was developing in a good direction. Nine Nether Hall's foundation was being solidified bit by bit, and its low- and mid-level combat strength was gradually taking shape.
But Dugu Bo knew this was still not enough.
The foundation of a power lay in the thickness of its middle and lower ranks, but its true ceiling depended on the height of its strongest combatant.
If he himself stagnated, Nine Nether Hall's upper limit would forever be locked at rank ninety-six.
And if he wanted to shake Spirit Hall and challenge Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, he would need at least rank ninety-eight, or even rank ninety-nine, strength.
During this period, he had been circulating the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art constantly, but the threshold from rank ninety-six to rank ninety-seven was far harder to cross than he had imagined.
The higher one climbed, the more the gap between each rank resembled a heavenly chasm.
The Nether Refining Chapter of the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art required time to comprehend, but comprehension needed an opportunity, and opportunities could only be encountered, not sought.
He needed an accelerator.
Dugu Bo stood beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, his Dark Golden Dragon Eyes sweeping over the immortal