Recently, Wang Ye had chosen to stay in God Burying City, taking the opportunity to stabilize his rapidly increased strength.
He also diligently studied and practiced some more practical techniques.
As his strength rose once again, several of his previous signature moves had already been rendered obsolete.
"I've only been practicing for three months."
"Sigh, improving too quickly can be painful sometimes."
"Zhao Hai brags to me every day that he's some peerless prodigy."
Even while resting, Wang Ye did not forget to mock Zhao Hai.
Over the past few days,
investigators had also begun returning to God Burying City one after another, since the year-end was drawing near.
However, another large batch of people had failed to return this year.
The comforting part was that their strength had improved by leaps and bounds. At the very least, a single team could kill an Arhat in a head-on fight, provided they were willing to pay a certain price.
Until one day.
"Wang Ye, get your ass out here!"
"The might of Heaven cannot be insulted!"
A somewhat bedraggled little girl appeared nearby, shouting furiously. At least a third of the Ghost Character Camp behind her had been lost.
She had originally arrived at God Burying City in an aggressive fury, only to find no trace of it.
With her clever mind, she immediately concluded that Wang Ye must have been afraid and had moved God Burying City away with him. She had not considered at all that God Burying City might have ascended into the sky.
After all, Lu Wu had thoughtfully set up a concealment formation around God Burying City.
Unless one looked carefully or possessed sufficiently strong spiritual power, it was impossible to detect.
The Ghost Character Camp's combat strength was undeniably formidable.
But its flaws were equally