A hundred years have passed

Lu Ming stayed in the secret room and focused on cultivation. Usually, no one came to disturb him and it was quiet.

Cultivation knew no time. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

Lu Ming's control over the law of karma was getting deeper and deeper.

At that moment, moroja came to look for Lu Ming for the first time. This time, he brought more than ten people with him. They were all experts with extremely high cultivation.

They used a special array in an attempt to extract the prison-suppressing stele from Lu Ming's body.

Lu Ming did not resist, but he did not cooperate and let the other party cast it.

Unfortunately, the other party still failed in the end and could not do anything to the prison-suppressing stele.

"Brat, are you going to cooperate or not? if you don't, I'll make you die without a burial place!"

A burly alien roared, his killing intent incomparably ferocious.