Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, winter gave way to spring, and it was almost time for the Lantern Festival again.
'I never expected that cultivating the Barbarian Ancestor Heaven-Swallowing Mantra would become so much easier after my Nascent Soul Formation...'
Inside the Quiet Chamber.
Lü Zhong slowly opened his eyes.
His face was alight with joy.
In just half a year, he had broken through four Acupoints, bringing his cultivation of the Barbarian Ancestor Heaven-Swallowing Mantra to a total of twenty-seven. The process had been completely natural, without the slightest bit of resistance.
His physique grew stronger once again.
'My body now is probably not much weaker than a Flood Dragon's.' Lü Zhong's heart filled with joy. Feeling the mercury-like blood essence within him, he couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face.
'I really wonder what it'll be like when I've completely mastered the Barbarian Ancestor Heaven-Swallowing Mantra!'
