the texture passes away in a flash on the fist. Ye Chu moves his fist and feels the huge potential. Ye Chu's fist, with the power of thunder, has changed again in the limit.

"holy art, that's it?"

Ye Chu felt a bit dazed, but he really honed his holy art. He knew what a horrible means it was?

this life skill is better than any other skill he has learned. Even the king's spear cannot match his life skill.

Ye Chu's combat power, with the appearance of the holy art of life, has risen one level again.

"when we reach the realm of seizing heaven and earth and creating...