Yet Lin Wuyou remained utterly composed, his respectful attitude unchanged in the slightest. He immediately nodded. "Rest assured, Venerable Lord. Wuyou will make the proper arrangements and will never disappoint you."
"If there are no further instructions, Wuyou shall take his leave first."
As he spoke, he clasped his hands once more and prepared to depart.
"Not so fast!"
"Hmm? May I ask what else the Venerable Lord—"
Lin Wuyou hurriedly continued his question, but before he could finish, his eyes widened.
A vast surge of energy erupted from the orb of light before him. Its boundless force was like raging waves crashing against the shore as it came hurtling toward him.
Lin Wuyou instinctively moved to circulate his cultivation and defend himself, but the instant True Yuan stirred within him, he resolutely dispersed it again.
Bang!
With a muffled impact, the immense energy struck Lin Wuyou squarely.
This energy was mighty and domineering, yet it contained vigorous life force.
In the blink of an eye, the energy spread through every limb and bone in Lin Wuyou's body. Not only did it completely repair his hidden injuries, but a considerable portion also poured into his dantian, making him feel his strength surge by a whole step.
"This..."
Looking again at the orb before him, Lin Wuyou's heart was thrown into a towering uproar. He was utterly shocked.
At the same time, his awe for this mysterious Venerable Lord deepened.
Even though he knew the other party had clearly intended to establish dominance and display his power—
the strength and ability revealed by this single move still far exceeded Lin Wuyou's imagination.
No one knew his injuries better than himself. Under normal circumstances, without thirty to fifty years of secluded cultivation, recovery would have been utterly impossible.
Not to mention that