Disastrous Necromancer

Lin Moyu, Bai Yiyuan, and Yan Kuangsheng appeared in the White God Courtyard.

Bai Yiyuan frowned as he glanced at Meng Anwen, "You’re injured?"

"I got a belched by that guy." Meng Anwen smiled lightly, referring to none other than the Desolate Beast King.

Lin Moyu, unsure of what exactly had happened, noticed the paleness in Meng Anwen’s face, "Senior Meng, are you alright?"

"I’m fine." Meng Anwen reassured him. In his palm, the projection of the Shenxia Tower appeared, glowing softly. As the gentle light fell on him, his complexion gradually improved.

Yan Kuangsheng remarked, "That guy really is terrifying. Once I level up two more times and my murderous aura strengthens, I’ll go slay it."

Meng Anwen chuckled, "It’s unkillable. Why waste your energy?"

Bai Yiyuan sighed. "It’s true. Its strength is beyond comparison. The three of us could put up a decent fight together, but no matter how hard we tried, killing it would be impossible. It’s pointless."

Yan Kuangsheng scoffed, his smile icy, "Who needs to team up with you? I can handle it alone."

Lin Moyu smiled to himself. Yan Kuangsheng had once said that he only respected two beings in his life, namely the Archaic Earth Dragon of the Immemorial Battlefield and the old man of the Chuangshen Institute. It seemed true that hadn’t acknowledged anyone else.

Ignoring Yan Kuangsheng, Bai Yiyuan turned to Lin Moyu, "Moyu, how did your class awakening go?"

"I’ll take a look now!" Lin Moyu hadn’t had a chance to check his attributes yet, so he immediately began examining them carefully.