Lu Wenran was very fast. He had made up his mind: he had to kill Wang Lin. Even if it was before the eyes of everyone here, he had to do it. He had already lost the upper hand, so he had to attack now!

In a flash, he closed in on Wang Lin. As Wang Lin retreated, he took three steps. After the third step, his right hand quickly moved and the underground palace rumbled. A Seven-Colored Lance appeared and a second Seven-Colored Lance covered in fire also appeared.

The two Seven-Colored Lances shot toward Lu Wenran.

Wang Lin didn’t pause stop retreating. As his steps fell, he raised his hands. The spell vein vortex in his body rapidly rotated, allowing his hand to erupt with terrifying cast speed.

Under this speed, Wang Lin’s cultivation cycled rapidly. He began launching continuous spells, just like Xu Decai.

Wang Lin’s right hand formed a seal and the War Spirit Print...