A powerful, terrifying aura erupted from Luo Fan.
It was like a dormant volcano that could finally hold back no longer, erupting from deep beneath the earth's crust.
A visible shockwave swept outward in every direction from Luo Fan, sending loose stones flying from the ground to tumble through the night sky.
Everyone in the Hope Convoy took half a step back in unison.
Zhao Chunfeng adjusted the Monitoring Glasses on his nose, and the numbers flickering across the lenses made his pupils contract sharply.
He saw it clearly: Luo Fan's level was soaring at an unbelievable rate.
Level 51, Lv55, Lv60, Lv65, Lv70...
Finally, the number settled firmly at Lv72.
Seventh tier!
"Wh-what skill is this?"
Lin Feifei's voice rose involuntarily.
Niu Dagang's eyes went wide.
"Seventh tier..." he murmured, his voice hoarse and weak, yet filled with undisguisable shock. "What kind of godlike skill is this?"
Ai Si, Mo Yuling, Ximen Chuixue, and the others also stared at Luo Fan in utter astonishment.
Luo Fan did not look back.
His mind was completely immersed in the newfound power within him.
He could clearly feel an indescribably vast power pouring from his heart, surging through his blood vessels into every part of his body.
Like a flood bursting through a dam, that power broke through an invisible gate he had never been able to sense, then poured madly into every meridian, every inch of flesh, and every cell.
He lowered his head slightly and clenched his fist.
His knuckles cracked crisply, and the air in his palm let out a short pop as he squeezed it.
Was this the strength of a seventh-tier Sequence User?
An indescribable feeling welled up in Luo Fan's heart.
*So powerful. Without reaching the seventh tier, there was no way to feel just how