After confirming that the passage had been established, Mo Lin naturally devoted himself wholeheartedly to fiercely "gnawing" through the remaining portions of the five Clear Sky Hammers. Within the spiritual space, everything proceeded smoothly and peacefully.
However, in the real world, although the aftereffects produced by Mo Lin, Qilin, and Phoenix as they raised their cultivation were nowhere near as great as when Mo Lin had first awakened his Winged Dragon Martial Soul, the aftereffects and dragon roar from that occasion had still spread across the entire Douluo Continent even after breaking through a small world.
This time naturally could not compare to the first, but compared to that time, the only truly effective isolation measure was the Soul Power barrier produced by Mo Lin's "enhanced ** orb." Therefore, while Mo Lin, Qilin, and Phoenix continuously raised their cultivation, this forest inhabited by soul beasts had already gone through several waves of earthquakes.
A sizeable puddle of water lay before Mock Wind, formed from the sweat he had shed during this time. To Mock Wind, exhaustion was no great matter; boredom was what he found utterly unbearable.
"Second Brother, three days have already passed. Aren't the Young Master and the others done yet? I'm bored to death!"
That was right. Even with everything in the spiritual space proceeding so smoothly, although the Douluo world was not a high-martial world, three days had still passed outside. During those three days, the three dragon sons had worked with all their might without resting for even a moment.
However, Yazi, who had always been blunt and hot-tempered, ignored Mock Wind's complaints. He merely continued silently pouring in Soul Power, though the expression on his face was exceedingly strange, and his eyes remained fixed on Mo Lin.
Seeing Yazi's expression, Mock Wind was also