Another month flashed by. Yue Wen remained diligent throughout this time and had consolidated his cultivation at its absolute peak.
Once he returned from the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, he could immediately begin forging his Dharma Body.
Recently, with the help of the Dragonheart Soul-Soothing Fruit, he had been comprehending the Demon-Expelling Melody even faster. Whenever his Divine Soul felt weary, he could eat a fruit to replenish it.
After accumulating it this way, he now had a dozen or so strands of Demon-Slaying Power. When facing demons, monsters, and evil spirits, using just one strand could greatly increase the power of his sword strike. If he unleashed them all at once, the resulting power would definitely leave people exclaiming at how terrifying it was.
The Celestial Phenomenon Realm would open in three days, and the Dragon Hall apprentices were gathered together again.
This was only their second group lesson in their two months of cultivation.
Normally, they should have had at least three to five group lessons. However, Ao Libai, the instructor previously responsible for this class of newcomers, had something to attend to and certainly would not be coming back anytime soon-and probably not in the long term either.
Some of the less important lessons had been canceled.
This time, an old man in a platinum-colored brocade robe stood on the platform. His hair was white, his appearance gaunt and shriveled. The scale patterns on his skin were as conspicuous as his wrinkles, and the flames in his eyes were pure in color but feeble. His eyes had already grown slightly cloudy.
He was Ao Yuanren, the Dragonkin elder of the Dragon Hall Council.
Cultivators' eyes generally shone with divine radiance, displaying the vigor of their Divine Souls and Qi and Blood. When someone's eyes had become cloudy, it