As time passed, more and more Thunderclap Pavilion cultivators were sealed. Ling Tian stopped pretending and fought with ever-increasing vigor, defeating the remaining Great Perfection Integrated Body Realm disciples one after another. Now Lin Ming was the only Great Perfection Integrated Body cultivator left. He stared, eyes wide with disbelief. When he looked at the others, he saw the same expression on their faces.
"How is this possible? How can someone fight nonstop for days and still be so full of energy?" Lin Ming muttered, his brows knitted tight. "And the sealing formations and restrictions consume a great deal of energy. Even Grandpa and the others couldn't keep this up at such intensity. How is Ling Tian managing it?"
Lin Lei and Lin Ting were no less shocked. Suddenly, Lin Lei's eyes lit up, and the words burst out of him. "Ting, Ling Tian has already revealed energy of seven attributes, hasn't he?"
"Hm?" Lin Ting paused, but quickly understood. His voice rose sharply. "All five elements gathered together, endlessly replenishing one another! Right, how could I have forgotten?"
"And his Mental Power recovers at an astonishing rate, thanks to those several golden cores," Lin Lei murmured. He glanced at Ling Tian, his eyes filled with resentment. "Ling Tian's earlier signs of exhaustion were all an act. He deliberately gave us hope, then crushed it. How devious."
Lin Ting understood now as well, and his face darkened at once. The veins in his forehead bulged, and Killing Intent roiled in his eyes. "Damn it! That kid has been playing us from the start. The dozens of people we have left, including Ming'er, aren't remotely a match for him."
"Ah, we fell for it. We should have known that a disciple taught by Lingyun would be unusual." Lin Lei shook his