He gathered sunlight, turned it into Dao Script, and branded it onto his Yin Spirit. When he grew bored, he read Daoist scriptures or gathered clouds to refine the [Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust] spell.
As night fell, he entered the cellar, released his many Yin Spirit materials and [Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust] to protect his body, then sent his Yin Spirit into the Second-Layer World.
At the Cafeteria entrance, large numbers of Yin Spirits came and went.
They enthusiastically farmed the evil beings inside the Cafeteria over and over.
If they could win, they killed a few more; if they could not, they retreated.
Their approach was ants devouring an elephant, wearing down the Cafeteria's power bit by bit with patient, grinding effort.
The cultivators there in their physical bodies also repeatedly entered the Cafeteria and killed the evil beings inside.
But according to their senses, the evil in the Cafeteria had not weakened at all. Instead, it was slowly growing stronger.
Everyone suspected that the remaining evil buildings might have realized Wang Quan's existence would lead to their complete eradication, so they had diverted their power here, using the Cafeteria as a battlefield to resist them head-on.
Whether that guess was right, none of them knew.
After all, this was the first time any of them had encountered such a situation.
When Wang Quan appeared, he soon found the cultivator in his physical body whom he had first contacted.
The cultivator was rather surprised. He had not expected Wang Quan to come so early.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wang Quan asked, "Fellow Daoist, is there any shortcut to branding Dao Script onto a Yin Spirit?"
The cultivator paused. "Why are you suddenly asking about this? How much Dao Script have you branded so far?"