บท 847: Indestructible

Currently, the Sun was just rising, shedding down faint golden light that reflected off this quiet bamboo forest.

On top of a bamboo branch, Ling Xian sat in a lotus position. His white robe and black hair fluttered in the wind. Similar to the descendant of a real immortal, he was riding above everyone else.

It's been half a month since he aggressively attacked and taught the Wang Clan a lesson. During this time, everything has been quiet and calm. The Wang Clan hasn't reappeared and the Court of Thunder never showed up.

But Ling Xian knows that this was just the calm before the storm. The moment the enemy is prepared, what faces him will be a life to death fight.

Therefore, these days, Ling Xian has been cultivating.

Of course, he wasn't working on anything Qi related. Instead, he was training his physique. What he was currently practicing was physical training that makes one indestructible.