The spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius was drawn in by the Spirit Gathering Array, converging into a river, almost submerging Lang Ya.
Lang Ya's spirit was lifted, and he began to absorb the spiritual energy frantically, gulping it down like a starving animal.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"..."
Lang Ya used this vast surge of spiritual energy to once again impact the barrier.
"Crack..."
The sound of eggshells cracking echoed.
But it wasn't Lang Ya, it was Yun Mengyao.
A circle of strong multicolored light radiated from Yun Mengyao's body.
The woman had made a breakthrough.
Qin Yi's lips curled slightly upward; now only Lang Ya was left.
Lang Ya found breakthroughs somewhat difficult; the higher the cultivation, the harder the breakthrough.
Inside Lang Ya, it was like a drum beating, constantly emitting booming sounds.
Qin Yi controlled the great array, absorbing spiritual energy to supply Lang Ya's consumption.
Suddenly, Qin Yi's brow twitched—someone was coming.
