Advancing like never before, Alex felt collectivity in the way he moved. He realized that his understanding of the Martial Technique had been shallow.
With each step they took, it was as though they were being pulled by hundreds of horses at once. They marched through the plains, crossing hundreds of kilometers at a time, achieving something a Blood Realm cultivator wouldn't be able to achieve on their own.
Alex noticed that barely any of his fleshy qi was being used to keep this skill activated.
Looking at the soldiers beside and ahead of him, Alex also realized that he didn't truly know anyone here, but this didn't sadden him as it would have done in the past.
This thought made Alex realize that some things about his personality had changed.
