Innate Path

Innate Path

Li Chungang had been born a mortal. At first, what he learned were mortal arts, and the sword techniques he later habitually used had also been created during his time as a mortal. Later, he filled them out with many immortal sword arts. Their conception could not be called particularly profound, but their power could not be underestimated.

His sword flowed like water, seeming casual and light, yet it contained the full force of Li Chungang's formidable mana.

With one slash, visible ripples surged through the void. Soundless and silent, they had already surpassed the propagation of sound itself. Only when they collided with Wang Zhongchao's tyrannical fist did a massive roar erupt, like countless thunderbolts exploding at once!

Rumble!!

The clear sky for thousands of miles was filled with thunderous blasts!

"Good!!"

Amid the thunderous shocks, Wang Zhongchao let out a long shout. His muscles and bones kept jerking, producing rapid crackling sounds like a string of firecrackers. His spine arched like a divine bow, snapping up like a long dragon!

When he threw a punch, it was as though he used the Spinal Dragon as a bow, his arm as an arrow, and his fist as the arrowhead. It was also like using his body as a cannon carriage and his fist as a cannonball, unleashing an overwhelmingly powerful force far beyond his realm!

Buzz~~~

Sword cries and fist sounds clashed and surged, finally blending into a long, unceasing hum.

Crack~

Wang Zhongchao's fist pressed against the sword's spine, but under the tremendous recoil, his arm let out a sharp crack. Pale bone fragments were exposed.

"Again!"

His body retreated ten miles. With a shake of his hand, his broken bones rejoined, and he charged forward once more!

All of this happened in an instant. Only