Author: Silavin [What’s going on?] Both Yang Ji and Yang Xu questioned what was happening. Although Yang Xu did not explore Yang Ji’s Dantian, she could still sense the Black Ink Strength in his body all being directed there.
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys As soon as the thought came to mind, a wave of horror washed over Huo Liaoyuan.
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys That was the embarrassing disadvantage of a Spell Cultivator. Even if a large gap existed between their cultivation and their opponent’s cultivation, the advantage was meaningless if their Spell Techniques could not land on their opponent.
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys “Very good!” Huo Liaoyuan was so furious that he burst into laughter. Lu Ye’s reaction was within his expectations. If the other party had given up hope, then he would truly have held Lu Ye in great contempt.
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys “A Deathmatch Platform!” Tan Sheng, who was defending against the attacks of the Wolf Mutants, suddenly gasped. Looking at the square item that was shining brightly, he suddenly realized something. “I see!”
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Bearing the brunt of countless attacks from various flying weapons and Spell Techniques, the Wolf Mutants charged toward the Sacred Universe Arcane Glade cultivators with crimson blood dripping in their wake. They approached the cultivators and leapt into the air, baring their sharp fangs and claws that gleamed with a wicked light.
Author: Silavin [What is going on? Why is it not weakening at all!?] Yang Ji cursed as he sought to find a way to resist the Black Ink Strength with all his might.
Translator: Jon Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys “I wouldn’t dare!” Huo Liaoyuan practically spat out the words through gritted teeth.
