Zou Limu did not understand—
What kind of talent does it take for a young man in his twenties to comprehend the true essence of the Martial Dao?
One must know!
Before the apocalypse arrived!
Zou Limu was already a powerful Martial Artist, otherwise, he wouldn't have qualified to be one of the heads of the Special Agent Bureau.
It can be said!
He spent his entire life studying Martial Dao, pouring his heart and soul into it!
Yet he couldn't reach the heights of Lin Lang!
In comparison, he felt like he knew nothing!
"He is a blessing to the Human Race!"
Zou Limu could only sigh—
Ordinary adjectives like "genius" or "prodigy" are no longer sufficient to describe Lin Lang's extraordinary nature!
This is the favor of the Heavenly Dao!
This is the favor of the Human Race's destiny!
It allowed the Human Race, in this life-and-death apocalyptic era, to give rise to such a legendary figure, leading humanity out of its predicament, even to a higher level!
