During these two months in Tempest Valley, Marshall Morgan's Wind Power kept advancing rapidly.
Just a few days before entering the Blood-Ant Realm, Wind Power finally broke through, reaching the Minor Success Realm.
Reaching small success and not having reached it are two completely different things, the difference is huge.
River Waters' face turned beet red.
Before, he had been extremely proud of comprehending 'Force', looking down on Marshall Morgan with arrogance.
But in an instant, Marshall Morgan retaliated with a stronger force, mercilessly slapping him in the face.
The thing he was so proud of was nothing in Marshall Morgan's eyes, which severely impacted his confidence.
"Kill, let's kill him together!"
River Waters roared furiously, determined to kill Marshall Morgan.
"Kill!"
More than thirty disciples of the Zenith Sword Sect shouted, running across the lake surface to attack Marshall Morgan.
