Throwing away the half broken sword, Chen Nan stood up and continued to operate the mental method, cultivating this Sky-cutting Sword Finger.
At the same time, a shadow of a chessboard appeared in his Conscious Sea, practicing the Chess Dao Holy Skill repeatedly, seeking a breakthrough. Unknowingly, it was already dawn.
After this night's cultivation, the Sky-cutting Sword Finger had already been refined to the limit of what he could currently comprehend. Given his current Cultivation Realm, it was difficult to make further progress, and as for the Chess Dao Holy Skill, although he understood it more thoroughly, he could still only condense four Soldier Level chess pieces at a time.
Chen Nan stood up, exhaled a mouthful of murky air, freshened up a bit, and went to the kitchen.
By the time the wives got up, he had already prepared breakfast.
