"Zhou Yishui, Zhou Yishui, you probably can't even imagine, even though you hold the Supreme Chart, I've managed to gain control of the Supreme Saint Hall before you." A cold chuckle echoed in Fang Lin's heart, while a playful light danced in his gaze.
Fang Lin was now the owner of the Supreme Saint Hall. Everything in this Holy Palace was his, and he could manipulate it to his liking.
At that moment, Fang Lin had bad intentions for Zhou Yishui.
"Let's spice things up a bit for you." Fang Lin smirked, and with just a thought, the Zhou Yishui who was being tested suddenly faced a situation.
The three copies of "Zhou Yishui" suddenly stopped their movements, much to Zhou Yishui's surprise. He was clueless about what was happening.
"Could it be that I've passed?" Zhou Yishui murmured to himself joyously, his eyes seemingly lighting up.
