Xue Dong King’s Good Friend

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"No rush, take your time," Jian Wushuang said with a faint smile.

It had been less than 300 years since he was born. It was incredible that he had reached the limit of a Divine Master in such a short period of time.

The Immortal Saint was so much stronger than a Divine Master. How could he break through so easily?

Jian Wushuang was also very patient.

However, after controlling the fifth level of the Samsara Sword Formation, Jian Wushuang did not plan to continue his closed-door cultivation.

"Let's go and do the mission," Jian Wushuang muttered.

Based on his own judgment, his current battle strength should be comparable to a second rank true saint, and this strength was already the threshold of the heaven-grade members of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance.