The powerful ones eager to challenge must have a huge incentive.
And Jiang Wang could only speculate, ever since inheriting the blessing to this day, he has never managed to touch it.
However, he was not anxious. At least now, he could feel the level of strength of those opponents, unlike before when he couldn't even figure out how he lost.
He is steadily approaching the level of those strong opponents, each step taken with solid footing.
He knows that someday, he will be able to stand there.
Even if right now all his blessed land levels were to be lost, stripped away, he would not be discouraged...
Because he knows, he will win it back.
After earnestly fighting five matches and reviewing them carefully, Jiang Wang was about to exit the Taixu Illusion Realm when he suddenly saw a water-blue paper crane fluttering towards him.
He reached out to catch it and unfolded it.
It was a letter from Zuo Guangshu.
