After another month in the dungeon, Mu Chen slowly opened his eyes. The spiritual light in his dark eyes was so deep that it seemed as if it were starry. The light in his eyes twinkled, and then after a long time, everything was back to normal.
Huff.
A white arrow made of air spewed out slowly from Mu Chen's mouth. The air arrow flew out and surprisingly, did not dissipate. Instead, it condensed in front of him, and after a few moments, gradually formed a small spiritual array.
Although this spiritual array was quite simple, it had been formed only by Mu Chen's breath. From this point, it was clear that there had been a tremendous improvement in Mu Chen's spiritual array attainment. In the past, he had never been able to create a spiritual array with one breath.
