Yang Fei used his mind as the furnace fire, slowly refining the Gang Yuan Qi within, transforming it into True Martial Qi Energy, gradually entering a state of self-forgetfulness.
Not far away, the Changfeng Squad took turns on duty, guarding Yang Fei.
Although everyone didn't quite understand Yang Fei's Martial Arts Realm, they knew that at this moment, Yang Fei must not be disturbed.
A whole day and night passed, yet the meditation chamber where Yang Fei was cultivating remained silent. Both Mad Blade and Fan Yi were extremely worried.
However, the two believed in Yang Fei, refraining from checking on him, and didn't allow others to do so either.
On the third night, while Mad Blade and Fan Yi were keeping watch, suddenly they heard from within the chamber a prolonged roar from Yang Fei, akin to the dragon's chant of the legendary Divine Dragon.
An unimaginably vast aura swept out, forming a small tornado, scattering debris and dust outward.
