Within the Desolate Mountains, the battle had already lasted half an hour.
Under the terrifying aftershocks of battle, this already-small mountain range was on the verge of collapse. Everywhere lay scorched black earth, pitted craters, and scattered corpses and remains.
Bang!
With a casual point of his finger, Wu Yong sent the Hell Ten Paths evil cultivator before him silently collapsing to the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices as he died.
"Sure enough, master was right. The human body is the most fragile entity. If even one balance within it is affected, destroying the whole becomes effortless."
"I cultivate the Three-Primordial Thunder Transformation Art, transforming myself into a postnatal thunder spirit body, then using thunder to control the earth-origin spiritual magnetism that exists everywhere between heaven and earth."
"Heaven and earth form a great human body, while the human body forms a small world. Since earth-origin spiritual magnetism exists everywhere in heaven and earth, the human body likewise possesses life magnetism. So long as one slightly disrupts the operation of the opponent's magnetic field, throwing it into chaos or even collapse, harvesting lives becomes effortless..."
Wu Yong withdrew his finger, deep in thought.
In truth, he had already vaguely sensed that the reason his cheap master had taken him as a disciple was likely because of this so-called Yuan Magnetic Force.
The other party seemed to want to use the fact that his Three Spiritual Roots were evenly balanced, allowing him to cultivate the Three-Primordial Thunder Transformation Art, to indirectly comprehend and even control Yuan Magnetic Force, thereby accomplish something.
Though he did not know what that something was, this cheap master of his was clearly using him. Even if the other party had not said so outright, his attitude was plain as day.
However, Wu Yong did