Midnight.
With the sky completely clear, the bright moonlight poured into the courtyard.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves in the courtyard, the shadows of the trees swayed gently in the wind.
Lin Zheyu stood under the large tree in the courtyard, barefoot, stepping on the cold stone slabs.
His eyes tightly shut, he sharpened his perception to the fullest, silently comprehending the mysteries of the Earth Elemental Power.
It has been three days since Lin Zheyu returned to Flame Martial City.
After just acquiring the complete inheritance of the Witch Race, he couldn't wait to begin comprehending the Witch Techniques once he returned to the Martial Alliance.
For three days, he hasn't left his door, completely immersed in the comprehension of the cultivation techniques.
It must be said.
