Luke Yates had clearly gained weight!
His face was round from all the eating!
Braydon Neal was shocked.
According to his calculations, time in the world where the demon race wreaked havoc moved even faster.
Luke had been inside for at least 500 years.
And in the end, this guy had made himself fat, but his cultivation hadn't improved much.
"Brother!" Luke said proudly when she saw Braydon. "I've advanced from the first nirvana realm to the third!"
"Follow me," Braydon said, his face darkening.
He took Luke aside, planning to interrogate him thoroughly.
What had this guy been doing for the past few hundred years?
"If you want him to train again, I suggest sending him to another world," the guardian said to Braydon, expressionless.
"Why?" Braydon asked, turning around.
"Not long after he entered that world, a peak expert took him in as a disciple."
There was no need to say more!