Shi Lang entered the cave dwelling and made three blood clones. He sat on the ground to comprehend Dao Laws, and nourish his Dao Flower, while at the same time, his clones began to practice the three techniques he had just acquired from the Sutra Hall.
He has never used this skill of his much, but it increased his comprehension speed, and at this moment, this was the most needed thing. Time passed and Shi Lang grew stronger with each passing day.
If other people were to see him, they would be shocked to see how quickly he was getting stronger. Shi Lang himself did not expect that after his visit to the Crimson soul abyss, his perception of Dao had become very acute. He did not care what was going on outside the cave.
His aura grew thicker with each passing day. A month in the life of a cultivator was fleeting and for someone as focused on his growth as Shi Lang, even years could go by before he reaches a bottleneck.
