The altar, drenched in fresh blood, resonated more intensely with the sword, as if a drunken man howled at the sky, venting his exhilaration.
"What a Dragon-Seeking Hand!"
"Truly impressive!"
Incense Master Li appeared nearby, holding a scimitar, gently scoring his forehead to let the blood flow onto the blade.
He murmured quietly:
"Disciple Li Xing, humbly requests the descent of the Divine Venerable!"
"Divine Descent Technique."
Song Kewang sighed lightly:
"The White Lotus Sect, truly troublesome."
The initiation into the White Lotus Sect's Divine Strike is simple, the practice isn't hard either, and then there's the Divine Descent Technique. Once a god is invited into the body, the power surges dramatically, even a Martial Artist isn't an exception.
Such a Dharma Gate...
Truly unreasonable.
"Boom!"
The ground lightly trembled as Ren Yan appeared in the field, his unharmed passage through the chaotic battlefield testifying to his strength.
