Running through the Shadowless Region, Jun Wu and Mei Ling had been chased so many times that they had lost count.
Their robes were torn, hair disheveled.
They were physically and mentally exhausted.
Mei Ling stared at Jun Wu from the corner of her eye, deeply shocked.
Since the moment they entered the Shadowless Region, she had been at his safety.
Previously, she thought with her strength she wouldn't be defeated by him, and their safety would depend on her.
But now she found out how wrong she was. Not only her, but everyone who knew him.
From what he had shown so far, she would be a fool to think he was still a Martial Artist.
However, the thought of him crossing the boundary between a martial artist and becoming a cultivator was too shocking.
How old is he?
The more she thought about it, the harder it was to believe, but the truth lay before her.
"What? Are you staring at me like that?" Jun Wu asked without looking at her.
