One Flower, One World

Lin Zhen did not know how he had survived these past few months. When hungry, he ate a little frozen snow beast meat; when thirsty, he grabbed a handful of snow and slowly melted it in his mouth.

Hope was truly a miraculous thing. Chris had determined that he could only last twenty-five days, yet he had already endured for more than six months!

Including the previous three months, he had been here for nearly ten months.

In other words, Pure Land's winter was about to end.

Relying solely on an unyielding will to keep his heart meridian alive, Lin Zhen survived in a state almost like that of a living corpse.

Whenever anything threatened the Snow Lotus, he would somehow make a move, using his meager strength to continue protecting it.

An aurora descended from the heavens, falling upon the Snow Lotus and also upon Lin Zhen.

"The power of light speed is practically the pinnacle of speed, yet this aurora is different. It looks like wind, like clouds. It moves slowly, yet it is the purest light."

Lin Zhen's eyes kept turning with the movement of the light, and a realization arose in his heart.

"There are two kinds of speed for a Martial Artist: attack speed and movement speed. Short-range striking speed is often easier to master than movement speed, yet I have never made a breakthrough in this area."

"What is the true meaning of light? How can I make my attacks truly move like lightning, one step ahead of others?"

The fastest attacker Lin Zhen had ever seen was Ning Qingxuan. When she had stopped that Eternal Crystal planet, Ning Qingxuan had unleashed a sword strike of tremendous speed and power, forcibly blasting the planet off its orbit.

Such an attack would have been difficult