บท 1145: Protection

Wang Lin's mind swept past the three young men and spread out into the distance. He gradually saw another mountain. This mountain was tall, and there were no restrictions around it. Even the fog stayed far away, as if it dared not get close.

Wang Lin's mind closed in, but just as he was about to enter the mountain, an extremely powerful divine sense rushed out from it and collided with his mind!

A soundless rumble echoed in Wang Lin's mind. His originally confused thoughts suddenly cleared.

"It has been a long time since I have seen such a pure Concept…" A gloomy divine sense emanated from the mountain, followed by an even more powerful divine sense that targeted Wang Lin.

At this instant, the world changed colors, and even the seven-colored light seemed to retreat. The divine sense formed a hand in the air and mercilessly grabbed at Wang Lin's mind.