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C1019 Just a Little Bit off



C1019 Just a Little Bit off

1Time flowed like water, fleeting, the belly of the fish turning white.    

    

Lin Fann, who was in the room, was enveloped in a layer of fog.    

    

Lin Fann, who was in the middle of training, seemed to have stopped breathing.    

    

Through the reflection of the light, he could clearly see that there seemed to be something moving in the fog.    

    

If one were to listen carefully, one would seem to hear a subtle dragon roar.    

    

Boom!    

    

The rock the size of a football in front of him suddenly exploded into pieces.    

    

Due to the explosion of the stone, Lin Fann slowly opened his eyes.    

    

Within the mist, two bright lights flashed.    

    

Suction...    

    

As he took a deep breath, the shrouded fog rapidly converged.    

    

Like a whale devouring the sea, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Still haven't broken through?"    

    

Looking at the Spiritual Stone dregs on the ground, Lin Fann said helplessly, "At the critical moment, I'm still a little bit off."    

    

No, it would be more accurate to say that it was a great deal worse than that.    

    

The Spiritual Stone's spirit energy was completely absorbed, but its strength was still stuck at the Peak of Late Period.    

    

It was only a single step away from the hidden force, but it was blocked outside.    

    

"The [Dragon Meridian Spell] is too powerful, and because it is too powerful, it requires more power."    

    

Although he hadn't been able to advance, after absorbing the spiritual energy, his strength had improved tremendously.    

    

Even if he met a practitioner with Early Period of Dark Strength strength, he would still be able to put up a fight.    

    

The more accumulated one's reserves, the more explosive it would be.    

    

"Let's wait for it to explode."    

    

Standing up from the ground, one could hear the crackling sound of bones.    

    

Looking at the time, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.    

    

He trained for an entire night.    

    

Dong dong.    

    

Someone knocked on the door. "Teacher, may I come in?"    

    

"Mm, come in."    

    

He turned towards the door and saw the cautious Gui Zijian: "What? Have you been out all night? "    

    

"Not exactly one night, I went back to my room and slept at 4 in the morning."    

    

Looking at Lin Fann, Gui Zijian was stunned: "Teacher, your strength?"    

    

"Yes, it has improved quite a bit."    

    

Stretching lazily, Lin Fann joked: "It's still Bright Strength, but it's one step closer to the forces of darkness."    

    

"Congratulations teacher, teacher is mighty."    

    

Looking at the debris on the ground, Gui Zijian said excitedly, "According to this trend, we'll be able to break through to the hidden strength very soon".    

    

"Lao Jian, why are you even happier than me?"    

    

Seeing Gui Zijian's excitement, Lin Fann walked towards the door and said, "Let's go out and chat."    

    

"Teacher, you don't know, but among the people I know, there has never been anyone as monstrous as you."    

    

Gui Zijian followed and laughed, "To have such great strength at such a young age, I would have a lot of face if I told others."    

    

"I'm not the only one who reaped rewards this time. You brat, you should have reaped a great harvest as well."    

    

Sensing Gui Zijian's strength, Lin Fann praised, "Not bad, you improved a lot in one night."    

    

"This is all thanks to teacher. I was sitting at the door cultivating last night, how great was that?"    

    

Thinking back to last night's practice, Gui Zijian had never felt so comfortable.    

    

"Lao Jian, other than this, is there anything else?"    

    

After interrupting Gui Zijian, Lin Fann pointed at the black book in Gui Zijian's hand and asked, "What is this thing?"    

    

"I almost forgot this. This is an invitation."    

    

Thinking of the invitation in his hand, Gui Zijian quickly handed it over: "It's an invitation from the Underworld."    

    

"Black invitation?"    

    

Hearing about the gathering, Lin Fann frowned and opened it: "Lao Jian, this isn't an invitation, this is the Hong Gate Feast."    

    


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