All of Seal City seemed to shatter beneath that blow. In the warped air above it,
Jiang Li collided with the middle-aged monk, and lightning born of their clashing power lashed out in every direction.
Blood spilled from the middle-aged monk's mouth. Jiang Li's utterly savage strength had dealt him a devastating injury.
"Is this the strength of a second-grade martial artist?"
The middle-aged monk's eyes were bloodshot. Only he could have survived it. Any other second-grade martial artist in Rakshasa Country would have been killed by that single punch.
At that moment, even the middle-aged monk's consciousness began to grow hazy.
It was as though he had returned to a thousand years ago, when the Space Channels opened wide and Mutant Beasts poured into Rakshasa Country like a tsunami, like swarms of locusts.
The nations formed an allied army, and it was then that he awakened his innate ability.
A face surfaced before his eyes—a figure who was still a youth, yet already stood apart from everyone in Great Xia's ranks.
Wang Yu!
In the years that followed, more and more Space Channels appeared, and the Mutant Beasts within the Beast World grew ever stronger.
Every nation waged war. Some were destroyed, and in some places, spatial distortions even cut off contact between countries.
As for him, he obtained a heaven-defying cultivation technique from an ancient stele in ruins buried deep underground.
This technique could restore his youth, as though he were living another lifetime.
Moreover, once his cultivation reached fruition in his second lifetime, the strength of each lifetime would stack.
A Great Vehicle Practitioner could cultivate nine lifetimes and enter the first-grade Martial Emperor realm directly.
But this technique was far too difficult to cultivate. As the Mutant Beasts' attacks grew fiercer, he felt as though he