From his soul to his body, he became transparent and incredibly relaxed, as if he had severed some kind of shackle in the void.
Qin Ming believed that there were no issues with the Silk Scripture of the Third Realm or with himself.
In the world, countless divine spores danced, and in the distant night sky, many mushroom people like the Immortal of Colossal Spirit roared, the battle was extremely intense.
Qin Ming sat quietly, refining medicine, waiting for the seal here to be lifted.
When he took another furnace of brilliant medicine liquid, his body erupted in dazzling light, soaring vast sacred smoke and mist, and the Spirit Field with its Illusion Realm expanded rapidly outward.
"Over four months of hard endurance, thousand-hammering and hundred-refining both the mind and body, I thought I was only refining the foundation, but at the last moment, I finally broke through."
