Emerging from Seclusion
Within the dim room, a peculiar and mysterious force permeated the entire secret chamber.
Mu Yang's soul power surrounded the massive stone, and like individual palm prints, grasped the stone, exerting force to lift it.
The colossal stone remained motionless.
Seeing this, Mu Yang gritted his teeth, then activated all his soul power in a rush, gathering it around the stone.
Although he still couldn't lift it, the stone rolled slightly.
Mu Yang, with a hint of unconvinced determination, gathered his soul power once again, attempting to lift the large stone.
Outside the secret chamber, Xuanyuan Ling sat cross-legged with closed eyes.
"This lad is quite diligent, not bad at all," he remarked.
"If he continues practicing like this, he should break through to the Spirit Motion Realm in just a month," Xuanyuan Ling thought to himself.
"Howl~"
Suddenly, a childish roar echoed from beside him.