Chapter 926 - Personalized Punishment Pack

In this body, I continued training on. Even after the Red Sun temporarily left for whatever meeting the upper ranks of the Confederation deemed important enough to drag a Yin Stage cultivator away from training, I had no intention of wasting the momentum I'd built. My body still carried the lingering aches of weeks spent getting battered into enlightenment, but beneath the pain, there was undeniable growth. Every movement felt tighter than before. More deliberate. The Golden Titan Art no longer resembled the crude brutality I first used when learning it. It still favored overwhelming force, but now there was rhythm beneath the violence, structure behind the destruction.