Erase
編輯: Henyee Translations
Ling Han revealed his true appearance. There were no other people here, so he naturally didn't need to conceal his identity anymore.
He smiled, and mused, "Why is it impossible?"
Gaddalon stared at Ling Han, and he felt that this person was as unfamiliar as could be. Even without a mask, he still couldn't recognize this person. He pointed at Ling Han, and said, "You're only two minor levels above me, so how were you able to catch up to me so quickly? Moreover, I wasn't able to detect your presence at all."
It would have been more understandable if Ling Han had been an Ascending Origin Tier elite.
However, Ascending Origin Tiers were unable to enter this realm. In other words, the only explanation was that Ling Han was at the 11th layer of the Eighth Lotus!
Was this possible?
Ling Han smiled, and replied, "How is this impossible? You're merely a frog at the bottom of a well."