Helplessness, despair.
Cold tears traced down her face.
No one knew how long it took before Ziyue stopped sobbing and began to fix her makeup.
Gaining the status of a full member was quite a big leap forward for Lin Yi.
The collection of Source Power was proceeding in an orderly fashion; everything was developing in a good direction.
In a good mood, Lin Yi entered his Inner Court and began sparring with the Great Saint.
After that one time Wo Zhiqi took over his body, Lin Yi had made great progress in both combat techniques and in controlling the release of the Power of the Primordial.
Now, crossing hands with the Great Saint again, he was no longer as clumsy as before, and even relying on his astonishing talent, he was gradually catching up with the Great Saint's combat rhythm.
Such progress was indeed incredibly fast, but the refinement of combat skills required the tempering of time.
Compared to the Great Saint, Lin Yi's moves still seemed rather rough.
