Gu Yang left.
He was digesting the words previously spoken by Gu Qingfeng.
There are flaws in the Universal Martial Arts!
Perfect Martial Arts!
There was a vague stirring in Gu Yang's heart, but since he was only at the Late Stage of Blood Refining, he naturally had little realization.
However.
He was also doing his utmost to enhance his strength. Whatever resources were available for cultivation, he endeavored to pour as much as possible onto himself.
After all, in the past six months, having eradicated many mountain strongholds, Gu Yang had acquired a considerable amount of materials from these strongholds.
Besides secretly training troops, the surplus materials were more than sufficient for his own use.
Gu Yang had a premonition.
At the soonest, half a year, and at the latest, one year, he would be able to break through to Blood Refining Perfection.
Of course.
Given the current state of the world.
Even Blood Refining Perfection would seem somewhat inadequate.
