The Martial Artist of the Cultivation World

[No System, no transmigration] [In a world ruled by mainstream cultivation techniques, learn physical combat] It hurts! A pain that cuts to the bone! Lying on the ground, Lin Yuehe can feel his body slowly breaking down under this terrifying force. With his current level of cultivation, he has no way to fight back against the power of the stone stele. No! He still hasn’t gathered all the medicine for his mother. How can he fall here? A mere stone stele thinks it can stop me? Lin Yuehe stubbornly raised his head, a feverish madness in his eyes. This madness was even more extreme and terrifying than when he fought for his life in the arena. Like a demon gone mad. As if stirred by Lin Yuehe’s extreme emotions, a terrifying presence far stronger than the stone stele awakened deep within him. It was like an ancient god from a bygone age, carrying the boundless force of primordial chaos. “You mere ants, how dare you suppress me!”