The greater the wounds, the stronger he becomes

"I'll beat you up!"

Ling Han's right hand wielded his sword, but his left hand changed gestures frequently. At times it would be a palm strike, at times he would clench his hand into a fist, and sometimes he would send out a spear of lightning with a wave. Change was only a matter of thought for him.

He had already walked out his own path. His cultivation was no longer limited by form, but would change as he willed it.

Yet Zhang Tianyan felt horrible. Ling Han's attacks seemed completely chaotic and disorganized, yet were extraordinarily powerful. It looked like Zhang Tianyan had the upper hand in power, but when they actually fought, he fell into a disadvantage, which was something he couldn't understand.

However, he was still an Eighth Heaven Celestial King, after all. Looking at how Ling Han's calm face was enshrouded in precious Qi, as if a god was about to walk out of him, he couldn't help but exclaim, "You have walked out your own path!"