"Your might is divine, my lord."
Seeing Qi Heng descend, Hei Shan Gang hurriedly bowed respectfully.
"If anyone from the Ji clan comes later, tell them all that I am in seclusion cultivating and will not receive outside guests. Handle everything else yourself."
After giving Hei Shan Gang his instructions, Qi Heng turned and walked into the room.
"After this, my identity as the Black Mountain Old Demon from the Black Mountain tribe will be firmly established. Everyone in West Manor City will know that the Black Mountain Old Demon came from the Black Mountain tribe."
He had slain the Winged Serpent not to help the Ji clan, but to make the name "Black Mountain Old Demon" known far and wide, ensuring that everyone spoke with one voice about his origins.
"Next, I should travel around for a while."
For Qi Heng, who possessed the memories of the Primordial Supreme Being, every cultivation insight and all combat experience were already in his mind. As long as he continued absorbing Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, there would be no bottlenecks in advancing his cultivation.
However, he still had one flaw.
"The combat experience from Hunyuan's life differs far too greatly from the present. The hand-to-hand combat experience of an underground boxer from Earth is useful, but it will not help much either."
His current strength was countless times weaker than Hunyuan's, yet many times stronger than that of an underground boxer from Earth. Both sets of combat experience could only serve as references; neither could be copied outright.
"Do not be fooled by how impressive I look now. It is only because my opponents are too weak. If I encounter a powerful enemy, winning will be difficult."
Therefore, he had to hone combat techniques suited to his own strength once again.