In Li Xuanji's heart, a tempest roiled.
His master had told him that the Rakshasa Kui Divine Skill was a martial art close to divine.
As long as he firmly grasped this skill, in due time, he would be invincible in the world.
However, his master had been missing for almost two years.
His master's warnings to him were gradually fading.
Moreover, even though he had cultivated this divine skill, at the age of thirty-three, he had already sacrificed much of his lifespan, with his temples turning gray.
He still felt that compared to the mysterious person before him, his martial arts progress was much slower!
He could sense the extremely rapid cultivation speed of this mysterious expert through the elixir used by Elder Qingxuan and the few moves this mysterious person had displayed.
He felt that even though he had sacrificed his lifespan, his cultivation speed compared to this person was as slow as a crawling turtle.
