C935 Martial Alliance

Ye Ziheng stood in the secret chamber, although his cultivation base had already broken through. But he's not in a hurry to get out. After all, it had only been five months. It was still early. He wouldn't be able to do anything even if he went out.

And most importantly, the few martial skills that Ye Ziheng had asked the System to help him choose. He hadn't even cultivated one of them yet