Zhou Yang felt the breath within his lower body, the profound True Qi amassed in his dantian surged like mighty waves; it was as if a divine dragon was stirring the seas, with the addition of the rumbling of thunder.
The current breath, compared to before, was many times more vigorous, but to say that he had broken through the door to the Great Grandmaster Realm, it seemed he was still missing something...
He shook his head and said, "No, I don't know, it's still missing something."
Song Ning smiled and said, "I feel like my inner body's True Qi can hardly be contained, with a punch I could kill a herd of cows, at least at the late stages of the Grandmaster Realm. Your Thunder God's Curse is too powerful; cultivating with you is truly like making a thousand miles in a single day."
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Indeed, it is like making a thousand miles in a single day."