Ouch!
Jiang Lu lay flat on the ground, the blue Dharma robe on her body now tattered beyond recognition.
Shredded strips of cloth, mixed with mud and water, clung tightly to her body.
It took her quite a while to recover before she climbed up from the ground.
If she still could not tell that the Secret Realm Spirit was up to something by now, then she had truly wasted her brain.
A full eight trials, each more terrifying than the last. If not for her Chaos Body, she would have been kicked out who knew how many times already.
Sensing the Dharma treasures one by one within her spatial storage, the corners of her lips curled upward.
She had gotten the treasures, and her strength had risen!
She had not lost out this round.
This Hunting Secret Realm was not even one-tenth as dangerous as the Ten-Thousand Souls God-Refining Domain. As expected, one needed comparison to see the difference.
Once she returned, she would break through to the Middle Golden Core stage. She had absorbed all sorts of miscellaneous powers into her body; those powers were purer than spiritual energy, and after continuously compressing them, she was about to reach the critical point.
Above her head, the Secret Realm Spirit had its back turned to her, curled into a tiny ball of light that radiated utter dejection.
Out of the corner of its eye, it glanced at the various teams that had hardly anyone left. Sure enough, it preferred playing with ordinary Heavenly Prodigies. As for this one, she had better never come in again.
She even urged it for rewards every single time she cleared a trial. Hmph, she had no sense of boundaries at all. It was not like it would refuse to give them to her.