One day, two days...
As time passed, the cannon barrel became more and more solidified. Cannonballs were already eager to leap into the cannon.
The crowd guarding outside the hall finally could not endure any longer, turning their probing attacks from the past few days into full-force bombardments.
In the world of cultivators, there was an unchanging principle: no matter the formation, no matter the guard, as long as the power was enough, it would certainly be able to shatter and erode anything.
Unable to find a way to break into the great hall, they resorted to overwhelming brute force, grinding their way through!
This hall, being cleaved by someone, naturally, was not invincible and immune to damage.
Thunderous attacks descended upon the hall, and inside Su He glanced up, ignoring the sounds around, and once again closed her eyes to immerse herself in cultivation.
