At this time, Lin Tianming's complexion was somewhat pale, with sweat frequently dripping down his forehead onto the ground, where it quickly evaporated.
"Without breaking, there can be no establishment... break and then establish!"
With a cold snort, he pushed the Cultivation Technique to its limit. Even though the refining speed had already reached its peak, under his relentless squeeze, the speed actually increased slightly.
Although the gap didn't seem large, that slight acceleration had a noticeably different effect.
Seeing this, Lin Tianming's expression was one of joy as he tirelessly manipulated the Spiritual Power, launching another assault.
At every moment of decline, he immediately replenished the refined Spiritual Power, incessantly hammering at the barrier.
Time ticked away second by second, and before long, the third day had arrived.
By now, he had launched countless assaults, so many that even he had lost count.
