"Do you find Fu Cailin more frightening than Bi Xuan, young master?" Wanwan could not help asking.
If not, why did the young master want the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Secret Art now?
Lin Lang said, "I've never met Fu Cailin, or even any of his successors. How would I know whether he's stronger?"
"But as long as he's still in the Heaven-Man Realm, I'll be the one who wins."
Unless his opponent had reached an entirely new realm unknown to him, and possessed some means he knew nothing about.
Starting from Grandmaster, crossing each major realm brought a qualitative leap in strength.
Great Grandmasters comprehended martial Dao true intent, turning it into their own divine intent and wielding its oppressive force. Ordinary Grandmasters would struggle even to move under that pressure, so how could they win?
Upon reaching the Heaven-Man Realm, essence, qi, and spirit merged. Even someone who had only just entered the early Heaven-Man Realm was several times stronger than a peak Great Grandmaster.
Then what aspect would be strengthened beyond Heaven-Man?
Lin Lang had yet to figure that out, but his strength had not reached a bottleneck. He could still improve.
His essence, qi, and spirit could all be strengthened further, and his martial moves and other skills could still advance. He was in no hurry.
If he truly could not figure it out, there was still Zhang Sanfeng.
A debt of gratitude owed to him had to be repaid eventually.
"Master, the port is just ahead. It's time to board a ship."
Taking a ship straight to Goguryeo from the port was faster, and would bring them closer to Fu Cailin's home.
Lin Lang and Wanwan emerged from the carriage. Jiang Xiaoyu kept his eyes straight ahead, as though he had seen nothing at all.
Wanwan