If one has to name the single greatest achievement Shi Mu was able to accomplish through three years of his retreat, it would undoubtedly be his progress in the Eighteen Staves Through Heaven.

For this set of Eighteen Staves Through Heaven, he had almost fully grasped its knowledge.

Shi Mu sighed as the longstaff began to glare with black light, emitting a horrible aura.

The next moment, his figure swayed and the Wishful Steel Staff in his hand suddenly turned into a heavy shadow, like a black dragon dancing on its own.

"Spirit Snake Trench!"

"Art Of The Hawking Fowl!"

"Art Of The Tiger Paw!"

...

"Hidden Dragon Tornado!"

Shi Mu's moves were like clouds and water while generating the technique of the Eighteen Staves Through Heaven. Over time, shadows of beasts appeared through his staff technique. Compared to the past, his strength had advanced greatly.

His arm moved and the staff in his hand glowed in bright black light. With just a sweep from le