Ten Thousand Domain Tournament
編輯: Atlas Studios
The guardian's voice transmission caused a chill to run down Jiang Yi's spine. He never thought that while sleeping, he would be like a blind cat running into a dead mouse. He'd obtained this huge opportunity. The guardian would not lie to him. That meant he must have really grabbed hold of whatever this Heavenly Spring Rhythm was; it was just that he had not realized it yet.
He quickly turned to the guardian and bowed deeply and then sat down on the ground cross-legged to cultivate his heavenly powers. He focused first on finding that Heavenly Spring Rhythm. However, after searching for hours and hours, he still did not manage to find anything. It was almost as if everything had just been a dream, and the guardian was lying to him. Perhaps he did not realize anything.
Strange!