The World's Resistance

"With this, I can become immune to physical attacks up to level ten, and my various spell resistances can reach immunity up to level eleven. My mobility has also been greatly enhanced. And I have the shadow puppet assisting me."

Just one trip to the Shadow Plane had brought such enormous gains.

Lin Sheng considered making two more runs after resting and recovering his mana.

"Sure enough, being a pure spell turret isn't the path I should take. What truly suits me is using spells to support and strengthen myself, then charging in to fight.

This spellblade path is the strongest, most perfect model."

Just as Lin Sheng returned to rest, on the other side of the continent, within a gloomy underground cavern Shrine, several hundred mysterious figures clad in black robes and wearing white Skull Masks waited silently.

They were waiting for the ferocious statue within the Shrine to bestow a new divine oracle.

"The divine child has already carried the oracle through the shadows and will descend soon. We need only wait," said the masked figure at the very front in a low voice.

"But the divine child sent word earlier. By this time, it should have arrived already, shouldn't it?" another masked woman asked softly in confusion.

"Could something have happened along the way?" someone worriedly asked.

"Impossible!" the leader in the mask rejected it flatly. "The divine child is of the shadow drake bloodline and has received a true god's blessing. It also carries the Artifact of the Lake of Life within its body. Its strength could break through to Legendary at any moment.

With such a foundation, it could already sweep aside some ordinary large factions. Even if it encountered a true Legendary, it could still fight. There is absolutely no way anything could have