Xiaoqing watched from the side for two hours and drew an Array around him to prevent the demons living in the canyon or other external demon clans from attacking Ma Lin from behind.
If you asked Ma Lin whether the practice was tough, it indeed was tough enough.
Was it very meaningful? It indeed was very meaningful.
Then just keep it up.
He continually inhaled and digested the black smoke. His whole body felt uncomfortable, but it was still bearable.
Each digestion was equivalent to undergoing an energy cycle, which would produce a trace amount of original demonic energy, just like usual.
In the beginning, he would always get distracted.
But with forced perseverance, it was attainable.
This place was extremely desolate and remote; he was all alone in his training.
Since he had promised not to leave before advancing, he had to keep his word.
