Forget to wear a vest

Having crossed into the Immortal Cultivation World and finding himself at the very bottom, struggling to survive, Xu Yang discovered he possessed a special golden finger. As long as he persisted in any single activity, he could gain the power to transform the decayed into the miraculous.
Eating: Stabilize the Foundation and Cultivate Essence, strengthen the body, extend lifespan…
Sleeping: Nourish and accumulate energy, be as vigorous as a dragon or a tiger, Eternal Youth…
Breathing: Turtle breathing technique, a tide of vitality, Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers…
Walking: Travel a thousand miles in a day, shrink the land beneath you, rival mountains in your speed…
No matter if it was the common myriad activities or the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, as long as one was persistent, they could reach the pinnacle of refinement.
With this, Xu Yang evolved from a humble fisherman into the strongest ever known, revered as the Ten Mile Sword God!

Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Sword Light came sweeping across, dazzling and bright, traversing time and space, colliding on an equal realm, an equal level with that withered and dark hand, creating a silent booming and violent ripple.


Then, that hand trembled violently, and its withered fingertips splattered a gush of thick blood.


It is said to be a gush, but it looked like a single drop since the blood was too viscous. It splattered from the fingertip and then stuck back together, appearing as just one drop.


This drop of blood was not a bright red but a dark purple, seemingly devoid of any vitality or life force, yet it carried an inexplicable aura, emanating a daunting power, as if it weighed thousands of pounds. Its fall almost caused space to collapse, and upon reaching the ground, it dyed the earth a dark purple hue.


Chapter 683: Emperor's Corpse