Gradually, the cultivators of the Moon Pavilion began to sense something was wrong.
Some who were in their cultivation practices found the qi in the space had been entirely drained without their knowledge, even those who were absorbing the inner cores had a part of their qi forcibly snatched away.
"Who's causing trouble!"
"Who is cultivating, draining all the qi from the entire space."
"Such tyrannical cultivation skill!"
…
For a moment, gossip buzzed amongst the many cultivators in the Moon Pavilion.
The Traceless Heart Lection crazily circulated within Ethan Smith, increasing in speed.
"Explode!"
Ethan Smith felt he was just a hair's breadth away from reaching True Saint Third Grade.
He forcibly burst thirty or so inner cores, a rush of qi, as thick as liquid, poured into his head like a waterfall.
Time passed, Smith's body glowed, a tiger-like vigor hidden beneath his golden skin.
"Bang!"
