The assimilation took a lot more time than the ones Zhao Luo had done in the past.
Zhao Luo opened his eyes and felt a new strength rising inside him.
'How much did I improve?'
Zhao Luo mumbled as he clenched his fists and got up.
While thinking about his improvement, Zhao Luo who had lost his sense of time had no idea that it took him three hours to assimilate.
It was already the new day outside.
The disciples of the outer hall were excited for all the new changes that would occur since the first spot had a new owner.
They all waited for Zhao Luo's appearance while some fanatics were even waiting outside Zhao Luo's palace.
Zhao Luo who had just finished assimilating his upgraded apparitions had no idea about such things.
"Form."
Zhao Luo summoned the compact and strengthened tungsten mountain in front of him.
He pulled back his right fist and then launched it at the mountain.
"Explosive Fist."
'Bang!'
