Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just like that, from trying to failing, it kept going all the way until the eighth attempt.
A single Formless Thorn was finally completely condensed in Jiang Che's mind.
"Finally, it worked!"
A glimmer of light finally appeared in his weary eyes. Jiang Che let out a long breath, feeling his heart gradually grow excited.
It wasn't easy. He was about to die from the pain—by now Jiang Che felt like his head wasn't even his own anymore.
"Next up, the Soul-Sealing Seal! My little brothers, you're in for a treat..."
After resting for a bit and sighing in his heart, Jiang Che immediately shifted his aim to the Soul-Sealing Seal.
Just like with the Formless Thorn, he began trying over and over again.
Fortunately, the Soul-Sealing Seal wasn't like the Formless Thorn; even if he failed to cast it, it wouldn't hurt that much.
Time flew by, and three days passed.
Outside Peach Grove Valley, Jiang Che was walking through the mountains and forests.
