December 6th.
Jiang Man gazed at the gray, oppressive sky and stopped his Cultivation.
He felt the atmosphere around him had changed.
He wouldn't gain anything more by continuing his Cultivation.
Before, his efforts had yielded double the results, but now it felt like he was putting in twice the work for half the reward.
The environment here had completely succumbed to darkness, compelling people to move forward.
So he had no choice but to stop.
"Are you all right?" Ji Yifei asked curiously.
Logically, Jiang Man should be dejected and exhausted right now.
But why did he look both regretful and so full of Spirit?
Qin Yihan was even more perplexed. She knew from ancient texts that the longer one cultivated in a place like this, the heavier their heart was supposed to become.
It was as if everything around them was closing in, crushing them.
