Li Yao wiped the sweat off his forehead and kept reading.
Yan Xinjian had unhurriedly implemented his great plan of possession step by step.
As time went by, Yan Xinjian's secret art of possession had become more and more sharp and brutal, and the Dream Breaking Arts were gradually perfected, too. Except for the brain storm that everybody had to experience when they were between the fourth level and the fifth level, it was indeed a powerful super technique.
The data had reached around a hundred years ago. But the training journal came to an abrupt halt.
When new chapters appeared, it was already more than half a year later.
The first new chapter had only two words.
"Mice! Mice!"
The second chapter did not appear until three months later. There was only one inexplicable paragraph in it.
"There are no other solutions. This is the last resort. Thankfully, I have many mice."
