Within a great river.
Yu Mi was withstanding impacts like a heaven-toppling flood. His body now stood a thousand zhang tall. Spiritual energy was useless; there was only one path left—the strongest law of heaven and earth: force!
Many seniors in the Military Court had guided him, and seniors from the various sects had come as well, saying that this path was viable for him.
Yu Mi had now reached the Mahayana realm. Every month, he had to consume vast quantities of ferocious spirits, yet his fleshly body could fully bear it, and he would never explode and die.
His skin had taken on a bronze hue, and Physical Anomaly even lingered over its surface. He was immensely powerful.
Boom!
Yu Mi emerged from the surging river, his gaze still as fierce as ever—more ruthless than the gaze of heaven-and-earth ferocious spirits. One look at the way he walked was enough to tell that he was a peerless ruthless man.
Wherever he went, countless Military Court cultivators clicked their tongues in secret, always feeling a primordial aura washing over them, wild beyond measure.
Yu Mi muttered softly to himself.
Who was Fu Tian... Why did he want to see him?
He only knew that this man was a Fu Shi Religion Disciple, but he had never met him, not even on the battlefield.
Suddenly.
Yu Mi's gaze turned serious. His great hand instinctively reached toward the air, stirring up rolling gales between heaven and earth in an instant. He subconsciously wanted to seize that True Spirit Kunpeng barehanded.
"Insolence!"
The True Spirit Kunpeng's gaze sharpened as it abruptly soared tens of thousands of li into the sky, shouting thunderously at the earth, "Junior, what are you doing?!"
Yu Mi looked up and revealed a simple, honest smile. He hurriedly waved