The Third Prince of Heaven was shouting abuses and challenging to battle?
Wu Qi snorted coldly. The Heaven Refining Cauldron turned into a blaze of fire and branded onto his forehead, leaving behind a faint mark of a round purple cauldron between his eyebrows. Then, he briefly exercised his body. A series of crisp popping sounds could be heard coming out of his joints as he extended his arms to the left and right. An invisible stream of energy wound around him and spread out in all directions, enveloping the entire spirit cave in a flash.
Then there came long cries from all over the cave. Suddenly, the cultivation bases of the soldiers and Oracles undergoing training were elevated by three to five tiers. The stream of energy was actually the heterogeneous energy Wu Qi had extracted out of his body. It was useless to him, but to other cultivators, it was equivalent to a supreme-grade spirit pill with a miraculous power to instantly turn a mortal into an immortal.
