Annihilation Spear Technique

The vehicle drove across the snowfield for nearly two hours before finally returning to camp at dusk.

By the time Xu Wuyi got out, night had already fallen. Lights glowed throughout the camp, busy figures still hurried back and forth, and all kinds of equipment continued to run.

Tang Shaoxuan walked over and said, "Grandmaster Xu, go back and rest first. Whatever needs discussing can wait until tomorrow. I'll arrange the follow-up handling for those rifts."

Xu Wuyi nodded, thanked him, then headed toward the small building where he was staying.

Pushing open the door, he found the place unchanged. There was a living room, bedroom, and training room—everything he needed. The heating was turned up high, and warmth washed over him the moment he entered.

He sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

A moment later, he rose and entered the training room.

The room was not large, but it gave him enough space to move. He took his position on the training mat, drew a deep breath, and slowly assumed his opening stance.

Though his body was already exhausted, Xu Wuyi had never lacked the will to persevere.

Holding the Origin and Guarding the One, sink the shoulders and drop the elbows, relax the waist and tuck the hips.

His will guided the power of order out from his sea of consciousness, flowing slowly along that route which had already taken complete shape and into every limb and bone.

That warm sensation surfaced once more, as though it were repairing the subtle damage left by the battle, as though it were strengthening the sinews and bones battered by impact.

He began to practice.

Once, twice, three times.

His movements were steady and fluid, as natural as breathing. The exhaustion slowly