To showcase his improvement in strength, Xiao Heng specifically emphasized, "Master, use more Divine Soul Power. I can handle it."
Ye Wu nodded in agreement.
She estimated and mobilized a portion of the Divine Soul Power.
Xiao Heng's face was full of expectation.
An incense stick's duration passed.
Xiao Heng shouted unconsciously, "Master, I will work harder next time!"
The overwhelming Divine Soul Power came rushing, and he could no longer hold up, falling asleep directly, starting to digest the energy in his dreams.
Ye Wu was a bit helpless for a moment.
There was nothing wrong with Xiao Heng's Divine Soul, but he was innately stubborn, stubborn in inexplicable ways.
Ye Wu muttered softly and gently tapped his forehead.
A white light entered Xiao Heng's body, creating some subtle changes in his body.
When the morning light came, Xiao Heng woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Wu beside him.
Xiao Heng's expression immediately relaxed.
