Kapitel 651: And Then...

Silence filled the cave, allowing Dyon's words to echo throughout, reverberating in their ears. No matter how arrogant a person was, there should be a limit, no? This was beginning to border on nonsensical.

However, Dyon's eyes didn't say that they were joking. As much as the three of them wanted to jump out and mock him, a dry and uncomfortable laugh was the only thing that managed to be squeezed out.

There was indeed a change between Dyon now, and two days ago. Maybe two days ago, uproarious laughter would have filled the catacombs of the Belmont Holy Land, but right now, there was a different air to Dyon.

When every martial artist was birthed, they were gifted a certain amount of blessings. This blessing was tied to all three forms of cultivation, culminating in the amount of good karma a warrior would have in their life time. This can affect everything from cultivation speed to ability to survive life and death situations.