RUMBLE...
The sealed stone door of the secret chamber slowly groaned open.
Chen Sheng rose to his feet, the bones and tendons throughout his body letting out a series of soft pops like crackling soybeans.
As he slowly stretched, the potent aura that had become slightly unrestrained from his seclusion gradually retracted. It grew perfectly contained, settling into a profound and imposing disposition, as steady as a mountain overlooking a deep pool.
His jet-black Jingwu Bureau robes stirred without a wind, the hems fluttering gently.
After a moment of contemplation, Chen Sheng stepped out. The light in his eyes was restrained, his stride steady as he walked toward the light outside the secret chamber.
He had ended his seclusion early for two reasons.
First, after his breakthrough to the Profound Gang level, his progress in his various Cultivation Techniques had stagnated. Simply continuing arduous closed-door cultivation was no longer effective.
