The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

After a while, Philip added, "Although we won this time, there was also a very serious drawback. Our max strength is far inferior to other forces. We only have four high-level pseudo holy beings, and not even one in level nine! Under such circumstances, how are we supposed to compete for the stone of path order distribution rights this time?"

Everyone fell silent. They discovered this problem too.

Their current combat power at the level of nine stars was definitely sufficient, but the high-level pseudo holy tier was a completely different story, not to mention the small number of pseudo holy beings. Even they felt helpless about this problem. Anyone ranked high on the list was already affiliated, making it difficult to win them over.

On the other hand, if they wanted to raise their levels, it was impossible to do so in a short time.

Thinking of this, everyone grew more depressed.

Philip glanced at the people around him, and his brows furrowed further while feeling helpless.

Palace was just an organization he started on a

make it convenient for him

other at this point, far from reaching

this, Philip felt his head aching. He reached out to massage the center of his

ancient ruin will open in less than two months. I don't care how you make use of this duration, whether it's to recruit more people or improve your strength, but everyone must take part in the White Imperial

White Imperial City! If I don't see an improvement in either level or strength,

everyone below responded

little swollen-headed recently.

that most people in

this was indeed the case, they had forgotten that they were talents, not ordinary