Ye Mo had long noticed the presence of these two people, who were the subordinates of Ling Yan. However, collecting the Ninth Grade Beast Core was his priority, so Ye Mo didn't have time to deal with them. Since they wanted to observe, let them watch.
In the span of half a burning incense's worth of time, Ye Mo recovered from his injuries, and his power reached its peak.
There were only two slots left to enter the Fu Sect.
Ye Mo knew he didn't have much time. If he really couldn't break through the defenses of the Charm Spirit, he'd have to abandon the attempt.
Gazing at the Divine Venerate Realm Charm Spirit, Ye Mo slowly stood up, pondering repeatedly how to unleash the most powerful strike.
Ye Mo's Essence-Energy-Spirit at that moment gathered into his Energy Center. Even the 80 million Tomb Dragon Power concentrated, converging and compressing.
