Chapter 15: Eternal Life in the Barren West
Night.
Chen Li's eyes were closed as he flexed his muscles, carefully feeling their strength as they tensed.
Sometimes his palm acted as a sword, slashing through the air with a hissing sound. At other times, his figure was like an illusion, moving swiftly.
Perhaps due to the nourishment of spiritual power day and night, this body had an extremely high limit, and until now, he had not felt the presence of a bottleneck.
He could now leap three meters high.
Take a step that spanned five or six meters.
At the same time, he could also easily lift a boulder weighing over half a ton and throw it seven or eight meters away.
Having trained to this extent, if he were on Earth, claiming to be a superhero would not be an exaggeration, but in this world of cultivation, he was still a mere bottom-dweller, just a lowly Loose Cultivator who had practiced the 'Mortal Body Refining Skill'.
Chen Li was well aware of this fact.
As a newbie in the Cultivation World who had crossed over for less than three months and had not inherited much memory from the original body's owner, he had to learn everything from scratch.
With his round-the-clock diligence and the aid of the game panel, he had practiced some rudimentary skills (the lowest level of spells, the swordsmanship of mortals).