A new round of running to their limits began.
Run, exhaust, regulate their breathing, recover.
The simple, monotonous cycle repeated over and over across the wilderness. There were no flashy moves to practice, no intricate team formations to coordinate, yet this grueling training suited their current condition better than anything else.
Pushing their stamina and Soul Power to the limit stimulated the meridians throughout their bodies, washed away bottlenecks in their cultivation, and fully mobilized the medicinal potency and Soul Power that had settled within them. Its effects were several times better than sitting in secluded meditation.
Throughout the day, the group repeated this cycle, training as they advanced along the endless trails through the plains. They raced with the wind, followed the road, and honed themselves to their limits every step of the way.
No cities or villages appeared along their route, only boundless grassy wilderness and rolling hills. Heaven and earth stretched wide, with scarcely a soul in sight.
Only when night had fully fallen, darkness blanketed the land, and the evening wind grew chilly did Mo Yuan raise his hand to end the day's training.
"We'll camp here and rest for the night. We continue at dawn tomorrow."
At his order, everyone relaxed and took up their respective tasks, methodically pitching tents, clearing the campsite, and gathering dry firewood.
Before long, a roaring campfire burned in the wilderness. Its dancing light drove away the nighttime chill and illuminated their little campsite, making it warm and secure.
Everyone sat around the fire and took out the meat they had prepared in advance from their Storage Soul Tools, setting it over the flames to roast slowly. Fat dripped into the fire with soft sizzling sounds, and the rich aroma of meat gradually spread, dispelling the weariness of a full