Demon General Competition

When Wang Lin opened his eyes, a sword-shaped shadow flashed across his vision.

Mo Lihai was sitting outside of Wang Lin’s room; he had been sitting there for three days. His face was extremely pale without a trace of blood. During these three days, he wanted to enter Wang Lin’s room many times, but every time he saw the black mist and the countless restrictions inside, he couldn’t help but stop.

With the date of the demon general competition slowly approaching, he became even more anxious, but he knew that Wang Lin had placed restrictions because he was at a critical moment in his cultivation and didn’t want others to disturb him.

While weighing the pros and cons, Mo Lihai sat outside the room and silently waited. Tomorrow was the day of the demon general competition, and it was going to be a grim struggle!

Mo Lihai’s anxiety had reached its peak. If Wang Lin still won’t come out today, then he will completely lose his qualification to compete tomorrow.