Through cultivation, one might be able to break through the human body's limits.
But the extent of the breakthrough wasn't particularly large.
After all, humans are ultimately humans.
Not demons.
Not devils.
"Believe it or not," Fan Wu didn't elaborate on this matter. He felt no need to prove anything because of someone else's words.
He simply spoke frankly, "Those so-called cultivation techniques... how could they compare with a perfect body forged through daily accumulation and relentless tempering? When you question it, it shows that your purity is not high enough."
"..." After hearing Fan Wu's words, the man suddenly felt that Hanling Temple didn't just have himself as a madman.
There was another standing right in front of him, a very tall and large madman.
Yet for the moment, he couldn't find the words to refute.
Because the big fellow was really very solid, and the chopping hand he had brought down was also very painful.
It still made him somewhat apprehensive.
