Li Ming had just stepped through the front door when he spotted his wife in the distance. His heart stirred, and he quickly hurried over.
Seeing that they had matters to discuss, Zhao Li took his leave.
The two of them whispered something to each other, and delight showed on Li Ming's face.
Li Zhenxuan had already awakened. Sensing that many more people seemed to have appeared around the Li Clan, all sneaking about furtively, he mentioned it to Liu Ying'an and reminded her to have Li Ming keep Zhao Li around a while longer, then left.
With his spirit full and his Qi abundant, Zhao Li's habit of more than ten years made him begin replaying yesterday's battle in his mind.
In yesterday's battle, he could be said to have gone all out. The final fusion of thunder and fire had been even more of a gamble. Though he knew it was theoretically possible, it had still been something he had attempted on the spot. One careless mistake, and forget injuring the enemy—he would have crippled himself first. It was just that Shenzang's move had also been beyond his expectations, leaving him no choice.
Precisely because he had exhausted all his strength, Zhao Li had also gained many insights. He had simply been too tired yesterday to digest them, and only now was he preparing to cultivate and absorb them properly.
After returning to his room, Zhao Li sat down cross-legged. After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and placed a Space Lock around the Small Building, only then beginning his cultivation.
Zhao Li sank into thought. Everything from yesterday played through his mind, and he examined it carefully.
The I Ching and Eight Trigrams, combined in different ways, already encompassed many of the laws governing the