C62 Extraction of Martial Arts Ideology

In the blink of an eye, another five days had slipped by.

Zhao Yu stood motionless before a boulder, half his height, in a clearing just outside a cave nestled deep within the forest. Yet, an aura of grandeur began to emanate from him, growing steadily in intensity. His demeanor turned grave as he stood bathed in sunlight, resembling a war deity with an aura of commanding presence