The Glory of the Tribe

A day later, on the back mountains of Earth City.

The wind swirled through the forest as Jiang Xuan stood before a strange rock, his long blade resting in his hands. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he marveled at the power of his recent strike.

"Is this... Illusory Phantom Ghost Slash?" Jiang Xuan muttered to himself, still astonished. "It feels like I could even tear space apart with it. For an Innate cultivator, it's already beyond my understanding—whether a Heavenly Tribulation cultivator could even catch the trail of this strike... I have no idea..."

Whoosh...

Jiang Xuan exhaled slowly, a sharp pain coursing through his body.

"To use this Heavenly Tribulation sword technique at the later stage of Innate, I’m pushing my limits. No matter how strong my Black Abyss Gong is, my body still has limits. It’s like a mortal trying to lift a mountain—my muscles, bones, meridians, and skin are all taking on more than they can bear... This strain will inevitably cause damage..."

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes, feeling the injuries in his body.@@novelbin@@

Fortunately, the damage was minor overall, just light injuries that would heal within the hour. The meridian injuries were slightly worse, but even they would be fully healed in half a day.

"Forcing myself to use such a strike drained 30% of my Innate energy. Such a sudden drain is why my meridians were more heavily injured... but it hasn't reached the point where it affects my combat strength."