He slowly rose to his feet, retracting the two three to four-meter-long spears, which once again became two normal arms.
Then, with a slight bow of his head, "Master, I understand that cultivators must rely on their own Dantian to gradually accumulate True Yuan and Inner Qi, thereby strengthening their limbs and bones."
"But we don't have to! Our entire body is Dantian, an energy reservoir, so we are destined to be stronger than cultivators, even stronger than Shen Zhou!"
"I feel that right now, if I were to return to Changming City, I could kill Shen Zhou and all his subordinates."
He stuck out his tongue, licking his lips forcefully, his face showing a bloodthirsty expression.
It was as if what he was licking was Shen Zhou's blood.
The black figure waved his hand, "Don't underestimate Shen Zhou's strength. As far as I know, his energy is so incredibly high that even Great Grandmasters at their peak, and even more legendary figures, would have to fight him..."
