Pure Moon Island

"Oh? The Fighting Saint Body?" Yi Yun's heart stirred when he heard this. He had been deeply impressed by the old snake's Fighting Saint Body. He had witnessed the old snake battle the Myriad Gods Ancestor inside the Kanglong Ding, and that scene of golden light bursting in all directions had been like the descent of a God of War.

"Heh heh, kid, I know you obtained the Dragon Emperor Art and are feeling full of ambition. You probably look down on ordinary cultivation techniques now. But my Fighting Saint Body isn't a cultivation technique—it's a secret skill!"

"This secret skill was the greatest opportunity of my life. The cultivation technique I practiced actually wasn't anything special, only around the level of the Myriad Demons Sacred Canon. Otherwise, why would I have been so desperate to obtain the Dragon Emperor Art? Yet with those ordinary cultivation techniques combined with the Fighting Saint Body, I gained the capital to contend with God Kings!"

"Contend with God Kings?" Yi Yun drew a deep breath.

"That's all in the past." The old snake shook his head. Remembering the glorious years before he was injured, he seemed somewhat wistful.

Yi Yun fell silent. He knew that the old snake yearned intensely for the Martial Dao Peak. After suffering that grievous injury and falling in cultivation, he had probably lost his chance to seek the Martial Dao Peak forever. The blow to the old snake could be imagined.

This Dragon Emperor Art was the old snake's hope of changing his fate. Unfortunately, the Dragon Emperor Art required the practitioner to possess vigorous life potential. The old snake was already advanced in years, so even if he practiced it, it would be difficult for him to achieve much.

Yi Yun secretly made up his mind. If