It was impossible to tell how much time had passed in the secret chamber. Water Attribute Spiritual Energy converged around Qin Feng, and a vibrant, formless wisp of energy was about to take shape in his palm.
BANG!
Suddenly, Qin Feng's body trembled, and the flow of his energy fell into disarray. In an instant, the gathered Spiritual Mechanism completely dispersed.
The faint black Cloud Rain Seal that was about to form in his palm instantly shattered like a stream of light, vanishing without a trace.
"It's still not working!" Qin Feng opened his eyes, a faint blue glint flashing through their dark depths.
This was Qin Feng's several thousandth attempt to condense the ninth Cloud Rain Seal. Yet, just like all the times before, it ended in failure.
Helplessness showed in Qin Feng's eyes. The Cultivation of the 9th Layer of the Little Cloud Rain Technique was proving to be more difficult than he had ever imagined.
