Qin Fen grew silent. He had yet to forget the feeling of when he entered the five-star level. He needed to properly recall the sensation.
The smile that was on the master's face faded into the darkness. In his place was the figure of light, who was formed of white light and had blurry facial features.
Qin Fen, from his own perspective, was far too familiar with this figure of light.
When compared to Vile King and the other powerful experts, Qin Fen felt the greatest headache when facing this figure of light, who was completely formed from pure white rays of light.
The figure of light possessed no emotion whatsoever, nor did it listen to any explanations. It carried out orders as if they were programmed in it with the utmost devotion.
