Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

Guang Jue itself is extremely special. The recently accumulated skills were exhausted, and the Bao Guang Jue remained unchanged.Of course, it hasn't been long since the last time I cleansed my energy...in practice.When Jiang Wang came back to his senses from the world of spells, it was already dawn.Sunlight streams through the paper windows, rippling softly in the water.The streamlined muscle lines...