The Magic Robe on his body was soaked and dried, over and over again.
So passed several years.
Fu Changsheng began to feel that his Divine Sense was gradually growing.
After several more years.
Once he fully adapted to this pain.
The speed of his Divine Sense's growth clearly increased significantly.
At this moment.
There were less than three grains of Purple Crystal Rice left in Fu Changsheng's hand. He ceased executing the Great Derivation Technique right away, glancing aside.
The hourglass indicated.
Unknowingly.
He had actually been cultivating the Great Derivation Technique for twenty years.
Meanwhile, his Clan Contribution Points could only sustain his closed training in the Training Room for about two more years.
At this moment.
The panel vibrated.
A surge of yellow light appeared, and a line of text emerged:
"Great Derivation Technique: Second Layer (3/100)"
After spending twenty years.
