'My Talent has increased by over two hundred points, but my Cultivation Realm has indeed come to a standstill.'
He withdrew his fist, stood up straight, and slowly suppressed his agitated qi and blood.
Fang Yue assessed his current condition. His entire body was now filled with new blood.
The Washing Marrow had dramatically increased his potential and even doubled his strength. Now, a single punch or kick at full power could generate around twenty thousand pounds of force.
If he were to face that elder from the Mo Mountain Tribe again, he wouldn't even need to wear down his opponent's strength. He could kill him within three moves, giving the man no chance to use his Beast Blood.
His power had taken a huge leap forward.
Unfortunately, his current cultivation had become increasingly slow.
Even with Secret Medicine, his progress was greatly reduced.
