"Many times, people always liked to reminisce about everything in their past."
Wei He stood atop a small hill, gazing into the distance at the towering Taiji Diagram of the royal mausoleum.
He had considered going in one last time to test the waters, but in the end, he still could not bring himself to act.
More than thirty years had passed.
Whatever the outcome, he ultimately wanted to leave himself something to hold on to.
"Void Mist. Sooner or later, I'll find a way to solve the problem of cultivation methods!" Wei He had long since made up his mind.
The road of martial arts had reached its end. Over the years, aside from using martial arts techniques to raise his Primal Blood a little, he had no other means of doing anything.
True Force and True Blood both required true energy and True Beasts.
Even if one was not a True Person, one still had to consume vast quantities of high-energy exotic beast flesh and blood to steadily advance.
But exotic beasts had originally been offshoots of True Beast bloodlines. Now, exotic beasts had also vanished.
Only ordinary wild animals remained.
Wei He had tried it. The exact same Nine Felling of Heavenly Seal true technique—
he could not even cultivate the foundational stage. Once he reached Second Blood, he could go no further.
The True Force system had collapsed, while True Blood was an even more hopeless dead end.
Because True Blood relied entirely on the bloodline within one's body.
On the contrary, Seracla's warrior system merely tempered one's own flesh to its limits. Its combat power was still somewhat useful.
But once that tempering reached its limit, without true energy, True Beasts, exotic beasts, and the like to nourish the body, it simply could not produce