Realm of Spear Spirit

To some people, time would pass slowly, while others would feel it had passed quickly. Whatever the case was, the day still shifted forward. The sun settled and disappeared off the horizon, marking the arrival of the night. Along with it, the brilliance of the moon appeared as cascading light rained down upon the Capital.

In the past few hours after Leon had exhausted most of his mental strength, he had refined some Spiritual Replenishment Pills and ingested one. 

Following that, he spent the rest of the time practicing some simple spear thrusts and swings to become more familiar with his black spear. His entire body was soaked in sweat as he was training topless.

His spear strikes might be simple, but each attack was full of explosive power and would kick up a gust of wind. They were not half-hearted attacks but attacks that he had put every fiber of his being into, resulting in him exhausting himself quickly.