Three months!0

Defeating thirty-five primeval experts’ will forces in three months!0

Upon receiving the news, Qing Ying, the drunkard, and Big Yellow who had been waiting outside Dark Hidden Purgatory were dumbstruck.0

“I’m not dreaming, am I? Or is that lad Spirit Martial messing around with us?!” clamored Big Yellow, itching to rush into Dark Hidden Purgatory to see for itself.0

Over the last three months, the gray-robed man, who was also known as Spirit Martial Battle Emperor, had sent out details of Lin Xun’s journey in the Dao Forbidden Tract every ten days.0

Every time, it had gotten Big Yellow’s heart to palpitate and jaw to drop.0

Now that it had heard that Lin Xun was only one step away from breaking out of the Dao Forbidden Tract, the yellow dog felt as if a hundred claws were scratching at its heart. It had this urgent need to verify the truth with its own eyes.0

“Spirit Martial wouldn't dare to lie about such matters. Don't forget that all of this information is going to be presented to the lord later. How would he dare to falsify it?” The drunkard inhaled deeply, his voice serious. “No matter what, it's expected that...0