Another day, another hectic laboring.
Another day, another night in the rot dungeon.
Ha! Ha!
Sitting cross legged in this dark underground dungeon, while most of the others were already asleep, Elmas took deep breaths, sieving through the tiny astral energy that was ever present in this underground dungeon.
After over a month of it, he was already used to cultivating in the extreme conditions that the rot dungeon presented him with.
His efforts were not without fruits though.
After over a month of keeping up with such a hectic cultivation schedule, it finally bore fruit as he had his first breakthrough inside the rot dungeon. Elmas was now a mid-tier Knight Realm Evolver.
Yet, he was not satisfied yet.
'Not enough'. He thought.
'I need more power!'
'Even more power!'
'If I want to get my revenge, to kill the Butcher, I need more power!'
