After cheering Wang Ruo, Feng Yun went into seclusion to cultivate. He was very close to the Martial King Realm, and could break through the next stage any time. Strength was the most important thing in this world; he was eager to raise his strength.
A day passed quickly.
Feng Yun was sitting cross-legged in the room, and there were hundreds of spirit stones spread around him, releasing constant spiritual qi for him to absorb.
At this moment, a sudden burst of qi was emitted from Feng Yun. The spiritual aura spread out, colliding against the wall. At this time, many array patterns appeared around the room, suppressing the spiritual qi; otherwise, the wall and even the entire room would have collapsed.
He finally advanced to the Martial King Realm.
"Martial King Realm, not bad." Feng Yun felt the newly found strength in his body and muttered softly. "Fortunately, I placed the formation; otherwise, the room would have been destroyed."
