Ling Fan looked at the pale-faced woman, feeling relieved. He truly experienced the notion that whoever has the harder fist holds their head high!
Thinking back to the collision of forces with his opponent, he was also secretly surprised. He had sensed that his adversary actually possessed the strength of a Sixth Grade Martial Saint, and considering her young age, it was indeed remarkable!
And the fact that he was able to repel her meant that his strength had indeed increased dramatically, all thanks to the Earth's Milk. The hidden ailment within his body had also dissipated without a trace, and he could now cultivate to his heart's content.
Just then, the woman suddenly formed a spell formula with her hands, and out of her lips came two cold words, "Ice Seal!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Fan's scalp tingled instantly.
He almost forgot, someone of such a young age possessing the prowess of a Martial Saint would surely have realized their own Divine Skills, right?
