Summoned by the Sect Master

Ling Han got up. He realized that he was already wearing a coarse linen shirt, and he wondered who had changed his clothes for him.

He slowly stepped on the ground. With his feet on the ground, he wanted to stand up, but he almost fell to the ground.

F*ck, this feeling of powerlessness simply made one want to die.

Ling Han was depressed. In the past, he had been so awesome that he had swept through countless ferocious beings, easily destroying heavenly bodies and devouring the heavens, but now he actually didn't even have the strength to stand up. This was too depressing.

"Young Master, you're awake?" A woman's voice sounded.

Ling Han turned his head to look. This was a maid in green clothes. She looked quite sweet, and could just barely be considered a beauty. He asked, "Who are you?"

"Young Master, I don't understand what you're saying," the maid in green said.