His clothes billowed around him, his black hair dancing in the air. Like an unparalleled battle immortal, he strode across the tribulation clouds toward the projection of Shi Hao, imbued with the rhythm of the Extreme Realm’s Dao of Strength.
His iron fists traced the orbit of the Dao, with symbols manifesting as patterns that clung to his skin like glowing motes of light.
Power evolves: from simple kinetic force to the lethal damage of cultivated spells, then to the formative and destructive potential of laws and rules, and finally to the spiritual strength that strikes directly at the heart and soul.
Chapter 280