397 Treasure from the Seventh Level

In mid-air, the two shadows abruptly dispersed. This represented Ling Xian's victory and failure of the Tower of the Seventh Soul!

"I won… Finally… I won…"

Staring at the disappearing shadows, Ling Xian sighed a long sigh and immediately relaxed.

Even though the entire battle only lasted 15 minutes, to him, it was like a century long. This was all because the enemy was far too powerful. Powerful enough to make his heart thump and his skin sting.

To know that his opponent was not a normal cultivator, but an opponent who was as strong as he was. There were also two of them. In other words, they were the strongest enemies he's ever had to face. However, despite that, he still won.

How unbelievable was this?!

"Phew… that was not easy."

Ling Xian smiled a proud smile. Even though his entire white robe was dyed in blood and he was gravely wounded, the him right now was shining like an eternally lit Sun!