Chapter 57: Mountain of Treasures
"What... did you just say?" Zephyrus asked after a long silence, his voice crackling slightly.
"I said, I have already learned it." Rhain repeated without any fluctuations in his expression.
Zephyrus's mind crashed.
Five minutes?
He learned an Epic-Grade martial art in five minutes?
"Impossible!" Zephyrus blurted out, losing his dignified composure. "Do you think you can deceive me? To fully comprehend the Heavenly Severing Palm requires mapping seventy-two distinct meridian channels simultaneously!"
Rhain didn't argue.
Arguing was inefficient.
He simply raised his right hand.
The void in his dantian spun, and a pitch-black dark essence surged up through his arm, splitting flawlessly into exactly seventy-two distinct pathways in a fraction of a millisecond.
A devastating, highly compressed energy gathered in his palm, emitting an aura so sharp it felt as if it could sever the very fabric of space itself.
