The Heaven-Reaching Hall was empty.
Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge had rarely stayed in the hall for bitter training lately.
After losing their pressure, they vented by wandering around freely, relaxing their minds.
Chu Zhiyuan came to the open area in the center of the hall, slowly raised his hands, and began practicing the Cloud Dragon Fist.
The Cloud Dragon Fist moved slowly, his expression calm, focused inwardly.
Divine Essence flowed smoothly, circulating repeatedly, neither fast nor slow, moving with the rhythm of the Cloud Dragon Fist.
Chu Zhiyuan began slowing down the Cloud Dragon Fist.
As the Cloud Dragon Fist slowed, the circulation of Divine Essence also started to decelerate.
He finally halted the Cloud Dragon Fist, holding the last stance motionless.
"Hah!"
He suddenly let out a loud shout.
His eyes burst forth with golden light.
Divine Essence began to surge violently within him, like rushing waves, making his entire body glow with golden light.
