Void Island's Great Bodyguard, One Punch per Little Kid!
Void Island, silent for countless years, saw a white blazing sun fall today.
Even from thousands or tens of thousands of miles away, people noticed the disturbance.
"Dragon-Fusion Realm..."
After the browless Mu Lin finished inscribing his words beneath Sang Qiye's on the Void-Sealing Stele, he received a sinner's number... Thus, he fell silent and chose to begin exploring Void Island, deciding that he would never be fooled again.
This time, his main purpose was not to seek the so-called opportunity to attain sainthood on the island.
What others would struggle to obtain even with untold riches meant little to Mu Lin.
The Holy Palace was a place that trained Saints.
What Mu Lin wanted more was to quickly find his own disciple, Bai Lian.
With Bai Lian's Slashing Dao cultivation, even with numerous treasures on him, there was roughly a ten-percent chance of dying on Void Island.
Bai Lian could not die!
His disciple Hua Xiang had yet to grow up. If Bai Lian died, Mu Lin would not even need to think to know that the authority of the Emberlight Lineage would fall back into his hands.
In short, he would lose his freedom...
After finally raising a disciple, tossing the mess into someone else's hands, and gaining the same carefree joy as his master Long Rongzhi, how could Mu Lin pick up the troublesome work he had not done for decades?
"But this Dragon-Fusion Realm doesn't look like something Bai Lian could have unleashed..."
Mu Lin gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
How long had it been since Bai Lian last fought? That fellow now only knew how to smash people with treasures. Why would he be willing to use up the meager spiritual essence of his