Chen Li rose to his feet and left the meditation room.
Outside, the sky was already faintly bright, the cool breeze of an early summer morning was gentle, bird chirps chirped, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees.
He walked to the courtyard and circulated his Zhou Heaven Gang Strength. In the next moment, it was as though an invisible layer of fierce flame ignited on his body, the surrounding air distorted, and his figure became incredibly blurred.
He lightly stamped his foot.
As if injected with high explosives, the ground shook violently, within a dozen meters the ground churned intensely, several large trees were blasted from their roots, and collapsed with a rumble.
"The power hasn't increased much?" Chen Li thought quietly to himself.
But that was normal.
Cultivation was always a gradual process, and the difference between the first and second layers of Foundation Establishment was just a quantitative change, not a qualitative one.
