(First update! Sigh, I don't know what to say. I can only tell some readers that the Heavenly Dao is the biggest mystery of all! Those who haven't finished the book, please keep reading carefully. Where did Ink Spirit Flame come from? What's going on with the Heavenly Dao? What is the Land of Destruction? These readers don't know any of that, so how can they call it unreasonable? Are only famous authors allowed to plant mysteries and dig holes, while a poor newcomer can't dig a few little ones? Why is it so hard to be new? Sigh, I'm exhausted. Of course, many readers still support Sixue. For your sake, Sixue will write this book properly even if it kills me. To those who say I'll inevitably abandon it, let's wait and see!)
The next day, Er Dongsheng flew swiftly toward the southwest of the Floating Layer. Though he was hardly alone: Wind Demon, that somewhat neurotic fellow, was with him. Frankly, he didn't dare leave someone with such unstable tendencies alone in the cave. Who knew what bizarre trouble might result?
He had set out to find the final material. Once he obtained it, his chances of a successful breakthrough would rise considerably!
After thinking it over for a long time yesterday, he had decided it was too risky to rush into a breakthrough relying solely on the formula Wind Demon had described. He needed to prepare something of his own. Drawing on knowledge from both worlds, Er Dongsheng had devised a few unique things. The one he was searching for now was something whose properties he had discovered himself, whose preparation process he had developed himself, and whose effects he had even tested on his own body!
Most importantly, Wind Demon had told him of a place