Lu Ming and the rest took a casual look and left the place.
The first round indeed had little to do with them.
In the following days, Ouyang Wushuang devoted himself to training the Army. He trained the heavenly Tiger sky roaring formation with the thirty thousand troops.
Half a month passed by in the blink of an eye.
During this period of time, Lu Ming had been cultivating wholeheartedly. His cultivation was approaching the great sage mastery.
However, after reaching the great saint realm, the progress of cultivation became slower and slower. It became more and more difficult.
After cultivating for half a month, Lu Ming stopped for a while and walked around. Then, he entered the array to see how Ouyang Wushuang's training was going.
Roar! "Roar!"
An Army of 30000 galloped across the vast land like a mighty flood. The earth rumbled, and the momentum was shocking.
As far as the eye could see, it was a black torrent.
