Time flowed like water, rushing past.
Over the next few months, the north wind howled, and winter descended on Dragon Rising City.
Yet inside the cultivation room in the Siheyuan's rear courtyard, heat billowed through the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dull thuds of flesh cleaving the air and the crack of sonic booms rang out without end.
Wukong's powerful upper body was bare, his muscles knotted and bulging.
Scalding sweat rolled down his sharply defined muscles, only to evaporate into great clouds of white mist under the terrifying heat of his skin before it could hit the floor.
Hundred-and-Fiftyfold Gravity Domain!
This was the limit of high-intensity training his current million-year-level body could withstand.
Under such extreme pressure, even the slightest movement of his hand felt unbearably heavy.
Every punch, every kick subjected his meridians and bones to unimaginable pressure.
Yet he reveled in the pleasure of his muscles tearing apart and rebuilding themselves.
His million-year-level body needed precisely this kind of inhuman, extreme compression to draw out more of its potential.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the cultivation room.
Ten of Wukong's clones had taken on the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's appearance.
They continuously provided a tenfold boost to his cultivation.
Another ten of Wukong's clones formed a large circle.
They too had used the Seventy-Two Transformations, assuming the form of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
Ten identical black tigers sat cross-legged, their eyes closed in concentration as black energy coiled around them.
At their center.
The actual Dark Demon Evil God Tiger lay obediently on the floor, intermittently unleashing the Life and Death Arena.
Wukong's clones seized these opportunities to unravel the Time Profound Meaning within the Evil God Tiger, peeling it away layer by layer.
The Time Law had always been one of the most