Meanwhile, the bronze ore in Glenn Clark's hands made a cracking sound, and with a loud bang, it turned into a pile of grayish-white rubble scattered on the ground.
Whew!
Glenn Clark took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils were shining with black-gold radiance, filled with an overbearing and domineering presence, fierce as a tiger.
Just then, Jack Clark's voice sounded, "Not bad, now that your body refining technique has reached the entry level, the next step is to practice steadily."
"Let's go, go out for breakfast, and by the time we finish, I will almost be ready to leave."
Jack Clark's words made Glenn Clark pause, and only then did he notice that it was already daylight outside the window. The overbearing look in his eyes faded, and he was somewhat confused, "Brother, have I been cultivating all night?"
"What do you think?" Jack Clark said with a smile.