Blood rained across the sky. One punch had slain a Fifth Grade expert!
Only after entering the Fifth Grade had Li Yan's self-created path of cultivating both body and divine arts truly given him the bearing of a founding patriarch and the qualifications to contend for a place among the world's titans.
Dual cultivation meant making no compromises; it also meant investing far more than ordinary Supernatural Ability Users. This was not a question of one plus one equaling two, but of possibly spending countless years only to have all his efforts come to nothing.
At the Fourth Grade, Li Yan had unquestionably been powerful. Calling him one in ten thousand, or even one in a hundred thousand among his peers, would not have been much of an exaggeration. But compared with the very finest Heavenly Prides of the Fourth Grade, his disadvantages would have been obvious.
In the Martial Artist's path of body refinement, Ding Hun, who had tempered himself beneath the ancient tree using traces of the Great Dao, would certainly have been capable of fighting him. Ever since Ren Ye obtained the Nine-Curve Azure Cloud Bamboo, he had never failed to suppress anyone of his own grade. Yet during the battle in the Ancient Pool Secret Realm, Ding Hun had shaken the Azure Bamboo through physical strength alone, despite voluntarily lowering himself to the Third Grade.
Wasn't such astonishing physical talent terrifying? And that was merely the strength he had displayed after lowering himself to the Third Grade.
As for divine arts, the Ancient Emperor Successor who would one day battle the Human Emperor, and even those Divine Inheritors among the Wall-Facing People, were certainly no weaker than Li Yan in that field.
Cultivating both paths was truly too difficult. A modest accomplishment might allow one to