บท 112: Palace on the Cliff

The poisonous fog entered his lungs through his nose and turned into heat that surged into his arm. Only then did Lin Yan feel the tearing pain inside and outside his arm gradually fade. It was covered by layers of heat and recovered.

Clenching his fists, he found that the force of the Noble Realm was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

If the force of the Tough Realm was like putting on a thick layer of armor, his defense would increase greatly.

The Noble Realm turned the force into an armor-piercing arrow with a sharp drill. Its quality and invasiveness far exceeded the force of the Tough Realm, and it could easily penetrate the defense of the Tough Realm force.

If not for the fact that Lin Yan's strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Tough Realm expert by several times, which was equivalent to stacking multiple layers of armor, he would have lost an arm on the spot.