He continued meditating in seclusion, beginning a deeper level of cultivation.
Lin Tianhao, unwilling to lag behind, also plucked a divine fruit, placed it in his mouth, and began his own seclusion.
No one knew how much time had passed when Gu Sheng's entire body began to radiate golden light. A massive surge of energy shot into the sky, sending waves of energy across the mountains, causing beasts and birds to scatter. Even the cliffs emitted a low, resonating hum.
The sky rippled like a lake disturbed by a great wave, rolling outwards in concentric circles.
Shortly thereafter, it was Lin Tianhao's turn to break through, and the phenomena accompanying it were no less astonishing.
Those at the base of the mountain only felt an overwhelming rumble of thunder from the peak, its summit shrouded in immortal mists that twisted and swirled. A fierce gale roared, yet nothing was visible to the eye.
