In the past, Zeng Yicheng would drag Qin Fen to engage in vile fights for the entire night. However, after he finished speaking, Zeng Yicheng chose to disappear in this special mental space, leaving Qin Fen to stand alone and ponder spellbound.
Qin Fen had thought about the fighting style for the vile ultimate move for more than a single day or two. Zeng Yicheng's words were like a sudden cudgel and shout to the face, yet they were also like a large hand that dispelled the clouds to allow him to see the sun. Countless scenes quickly pulsated through his mind for a time.
Control over power... The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art slowly circulated within his body. Faint details, never detected in the past, were experienced in this moment.
Qin Fen spent the night in contemplation.
The red glow of the sun appeared before the horizon, and Qin Fen awakened from a deep sleep. The military training these days gave him the habit of waking up at fixed times.