"I hope I'm not too late." Leaving the last gate, Kang dumped six attribute points into strength and the remaining twenty-nine into dexterity before making his way to where the blood link guided him.
His curiosity was deep about the demonic arts since the blood arts were most likely a copy made using the crimson aura rather than the corrupted mana. He guessed witnessing the techniques in action could allow him to get a glimpse of how his future would be shaped.
With Kang's dexterity stat reaching 360 with the crimson armor activated at fifty percent quality, he didn't need to run compared to before as walking was incredibly fast. Although he felt no difference, he was no different from a racing silhouette in the eyes of those normal people and low-ranked hunters.
"Oh look who we have here!" Arriving on the battlefield, Kang spoke as his eyes fell on the familiar elder whom he had beaten up before.
Truth be told, Kang was disappointed by what he saw.
