Han Li slept for what felt like an eternity, and by the time he woke up, all of his exhaustion had faded away.0

He felt as if his own body were brimming with limitless power, and his mind was also filled with ferocious battle intent that made him want to plow through a mountain with his bare hands.0

He was naturally able to suppress these irrational urges, but the battle intent in his heart was so fierce that it proved rather difficult for him to suppress.0

"Looks like having too much energy is not a good thing," Han Li mused in a self-deprecating fashion, then began carefully examining his own internal condition.0

All of his two hundred and thirty-seven profound acupoints were glowing radiantly, while bursts of immense power were surging through his entire body, and his battle intent was beginning to rise up once again.0

I never used to be this aggressive. Could this be a result of cultivating the Heavenly Baleful Purgatory Arts? 1

Han Li raised an eyebrow as he raised a hand before slashing it through the air like a blade, and a loud screeching sound instantly rang...0