And that segment of the Dragon Bone, under the devouring cooperation of the Nine Dragon Bloodline, became smaller and smaller.
This refining lasted for seven days.
Roar!
Suddenly, dragon roars echoed, piercing the clouds and shaking the entire mountain peak.
Figures were alarmed, flying up into the sky, looking toward the mountain peak.
"That's the Aetherium Pavilion, it's Marshall Morgan!"
"What's he up to now?"
"Probably cultivating some kind of secret technique!"
"Hmph, on the Martial Arts path, the Heaven and Earth Realm becomes more important as one goes further, yet he only focuses on cultivating some unorthodox secret techniques. His combat power may have increased, but what's the use of that?"
"That's right, his path is wrong. There's no need to pay attention to him, let's go!"
After some discussion, these people lost interest and returned to their respective pavilions.
At this moment, Marshall Morgan's cultivation had reached a critical stage.
