[Primordial Nascent Soul Tribulation Chapter: Grade: Profound Understanding Level, Peak Attainment (/)]
Fang Mo looked at the golden words appearing before him, still feeling somewhat emotional. "Too slow. Only a little over fifty thousand proficiency points in ten days. It'll still take quite some time to break through to the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm!"
If other Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators heard that, who knew whether they would hack him to death with their blades.
Many people remained trapped in the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm for a thousand years without necessarily reaching its peak, yet he had attained such strength in so little time. Where were those Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators supposed to seek justice?
[Eight Desolations Ancient Seal: Major Accomplishment (1120/)] [Myriad Beasts Without Bounds: Minor Accomplishment (1300/)]
Golden words appeared before Fang Mo. In ten days, he had cultivated the two combat techniques to Major Accomplishment and Minor Accomplishment respectively—enough to drive countless people mad.
Now that these two combat techniques could fully unleash their proper might, he chose to emerge from seclusion.
It would be difficult to make any great progress in the short term. He also needed to rest for a while before beginning to fight again. The body-tempering art still advanced fastest through battle and devouring; he was somewhat dissatisfied with the speed of cultivation alone.
As the cave abode opened, True Lord Tianluo opened his eyes and looked within.
Fang Mo stepped out of the cave abode, and True Lord Tianluo's entire body involuntarily tensed. He sensed an ancient, primordial aura sweeping toward him. The one walking out did not seem to be Fang Mo, but rather an ancient ferocious beast. That surging presence made the hairs on his body stand on end.
"Your physical body broke