County prison, third level.
Dimly lit interior.
A grinding wheel slowly rotates.
Half of the wheel is red, emitting a red glow, as if flames are dancing.
The other half is black, emanating a dark light, as if it can swallow everything.
The fusion of red and black exudes an extraordinary aura.
At this moment, Jiang Ning also begins marrow refining.
Being imprisoned does not affect his practice in the slightest.
Here, he is even more focused, without any distractions.
The third level of the county prison is silent, with no living presence, ensuring no disturbance.
Moments later.
The water and fire grinding plate dissipates, revealing Jiang Ning's figure.
At this moment, white radiance is seeping from his pores.
Countless beams of white radiance burst forth from his pores.
Above his head, a waterfall materializes from the void.
The waterfall is composed of misty radiance, one end connecting the void above, and the other end linking to his head.
