Jiang Ming didn't change much over the past years. He comprehended several supreme special abilities, devoured several great universes, and his inner world had been an accumulation of tens of thousands of light years.
As for the rest? Oh yes! His physique had advanced into the Middle-Stage of the King Saint Realm. But he still thought that it was too darn slow.
His Saint Soul was still at the pinnacle of the King Saint Realm, yet to step into the Lord Saint Realm.
Ugh… Seriously…Such improvement was way too slow to him. He couldn't adapt to such a slow pace.
*Senior brother, what are you lamenting about again?" Linglong paced towards him in the air and landed directly on him, swaying his body. "Was it that you didn't have enough fun from the last 100,000 years? My Time Clone had already sanctified the path of Dao. I'll ask her to accelerate the flow of time by ten million folds and let's have a close up mighty battle?"
