Girl In Short Skirt

“Li Qingshan, as the eldest student of the Yuhua Clan, and the son of the emperor of the Yan Dynasty, you were charmed by the Demon Clan’s divine saintess and released her. Do you admit to your sins?”
“I am willing to relinquish my position as the eldest student and lock myself in the Siguo Cliff to wipe the forest of tombs.”
“Allowed. But you will also have to wipe all the results of your cultivation thus far, destroy your cultivation root, and you will not be allowed to exit for the rest of your life!”
From then on, Li Qingcang stayed at the Siguo Cliff and wiped the Forest of Tombs every day. Somehow, he activated the max-level learning abilities.
[You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you instantly learned the Great River Swords Qi]
[You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you learned the Triple Sword Strike]
[You watched closely and activated the max-level learning abilities, you learned the Sky Turning Print]
After several decades, the Divine Path golden ranking descended upon the world and ranked all of the powerful individuals in the human realm. Li Qingshan ranked number one straight away.
The comments that the rankings had for him—God amongst man!

Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years

On the Repentance Cliff, Li Qingshan frowned. His Divine Soul swept across Yuhua Sect, trying to find that person.

Someone was spying on him earlier. He would not have discovered it at all if not for his sufficiently powerful Divine Soul.

But unfortunately, the opponent disappeared after a single strike.

Li Qingshan could feel that the other party was also very strong. At the very least, he was at the peak of the Ultimate Plane or...beyond Ultimate.

Li Qingshan, who could not find the other party, continued cultivating in seclusion at the Repentance Cliff. He continued to comprehend skills to improve himself.

As long as he was strong enough, all the demons and monsters were nothing.

A thousand miles from the Yuhua Mountain, the White Dragon King had a gloomy expression. He held the severed arm in his hand and connected it to his wound.

A New Plan