Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
For those three days, Qin Hao trained in the Pure Yang Tyrant Body Fist day and night.
With the Glazed Stone Soul assisting him, Qin Hao's physical strength advanced by leaps and bounds.
On the first day, the skin over Qin Hao's chest became glazed.
On the second day, the glazing spread to his shoulders.
By today, both of Qin Hao's hands had become completely glazed!
Of course, this only appeared when Qin Hao circulated the low-grade glazed body cultivation technique.
By now, nearly half the skin on Qin Hao's body had become completely glazed.
His progress was so swift that it defied belief.
The only drawback was the excruciating pain that wracked his entire body whenever he cultivated.
His skin, in particular, felt as though a branding iron were rolling over it. The agony was almost unbearable.
Anyone else would likely have struggled to endure such pain and been forced to stop cultivating. A single careless mistake could even have damaged their divine soul.
But Qin Hao was different. His willpower was unwavering. Instead, he tempered himself through hardship and pain, continually strengthening his willpower swordlet.
Bang, bang, bang! ...
In the courtyard, Qin Hao swung his fists. Wherever they passed, the air surged violently, as though a true dragon were roaming through it, forming a tornado!
Explosive cracks rang through the air without cease. The terrifying force was several times greater than before.
Qin Hao's expression remained composed, though a faint smile rose to his lips.
"I should have reached major accomplishment in the low-grade glazed body by now, right?"
Qin Hao smiled faintly.
According to the records of the glazed realm, minor accomplishment in the low-grade glazed body meant that a third of one's skin had become glazed!