What could she possibly do?
There was never a time when Sima Huiniang hated her own weakness more than now.
"If I had the power of Late Stage Foundation Establishment, I could share some of the pressure for him."
"Even at Middle Stage Foundation Establishment, I could rush to the front and clear some obstacles."
"But unfortunately, I am only at the Third Level Foundation Establishment."
Under the flickering lamplight, Sima Huiniang left the Luo Tian Main Hall with a heavy heart.
Luo Chen, too preoccupied to attend to anything else, focused his gaze on the Water Mirror that was still maintained before him.
Vaguely, some figures could be seen emerging.
But higher up, everything was hazy and unclear, their true faces concealed.
With a flick of his wrist, a black bead appeared in his palm.
"Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivator, huh!"
"In a battle for life, how much advantage can you gain?"
