Inside the cave, Wang Xuance's entire body seemed cast in gold lacquer, wisps of Vajra Qi swirling around him.
His breath was robust and mighty, his bearing unmatched in ferocity.
"Bzzz!"
Wang Xuance opened his eyes, brilliance shooting from their depths as the aura around him grew increasingly powerful.
He exhaled a stream of white air that shot three feet ahead, lighting the empty chamber bright as day!
"All of my True Martial Qi has been exhausted, yet my limbs and bones are brimming with Qi!"
He glanced at the cave wall behind him and flicked a finger.
"Whoosh!"
A strand of Vajra Qi shot forth like an arrow, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek.
"Boom!"
The Qi met no obstruction whatsoever, boring through the cave wall and leaving behind a finger hole as thick as a thumb!
"The power of a mere finger strike is already this formidable. So this is the strength of a Martial Practitioner..."
Wang Xuance closed his eyes and focused. Outside the cave, the roaring howl of the gale had long since vanished.
"It is time to set out!"
Apart from an iron-backed heavy bow with the strength of ten shi, he carried only a topographical map marking the encampments of the Barbarian Tribe beyond the pass!
This map, drawn at the cost of countless scouts' lives, was covered in detailed records of Barbarian Tribe cities, garrisons, and more.
The Barbarian Tribe were coarse by nature. Most of them set up tooth tents and yurts around oases.
To them, an oasis was a grassland—a place where they could survive.
Of course, it was not as though they had no cities. Yet the entire Barbarian Tribe possessed only two: the Western Capital Royal Court and Northern Emperor City, both grand cities capable of standing