The fan didn’t interrupt Lin Yun, so his face turned pale. He had reached the critical moment of opening his profound palace. Blood was oozing out from the corner of his eyes and nose, which made him look pathetic. However, his black pupils were flashing with determination.

His boundless mental energy was compressed to the limit and a buzzing noise appeared in his mind as his body began to tremble violently. He couldn’t allow himself to fail right now.

“Form!” barked Lin Yun as his lips turned purple. At the same time, his mental energy fluctuation caused the entire courtyard to tremble.

“How is this fellow’s mental energy so powerful…” Mo Ling’s face changed as the commotion created by Lin Yun was even greater than when she became a third grade spiritualist. This meant that Lin Yun was at the same level as her.

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