Feeling an unbearably scorching heat dissipating slowly within him, Han Li opened his tightly-shut eyes, his gaze filled with deep contemplation.
This "King Ming Art" was incredibly domineering. Even with his body, which had once formed a Nascent Soul and undergone the Classic of Changes marrow cleansing, he barely withstood the severe pain from repeated body tempering. This left Han Li feeling depressed and somewhat dubious.
