The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"Whether I can do that tonight depends entirely on you. Hahaha."

Maron laughed heartily as he strode off, leaving Frank standing there, clenching his knuckles as his visage flashed murderously.

One way or another, Maron would die tonight!

Soon, Frank followed the Sage Lake Sect apprentices to the enclosed dojo, where he immediately spotted the white-dressed figure drawing her sword.

A faint pure vigor wafted among the Sage Lake Sect elders even as they encircled her, resonating harmoniously somehow.

"A combat ward.?" Frank narrowed his eyes.

It was commonly practiced by sect apprentices, requiring resonance in pure vigor and psyche. Moreover, most combat wards would enhance the individuals within while diminishing any disadvantages—pushing them beyond what they were usually capable of.

"Don't worry, Lady Silverbell!" one of the elders barked. "This Divine Lotus Ward has never been beaten since its conception!"

"Hmph."

Frank and Silverbell snorted at the same time—no sect ever got to brag when it came to combat wards because the strongest wielders of

twelve generals serving the Lord of the

cast in tandem was genuine in every sense

pushing their Ascendant rank cultivation to peak potential, and even Divine rank elites would have trouble holding their own against

stroke, and even the world would falter in their wake. Modern artillery would be futile against it. as such, one had to describe the ward cast

her before glancing at Maron in the distance. "I'd advise you to give up if this is all

the Sage Lake Sect elders, as Silverbell's mocking left his cheek

the air, spinning like tops in the air as they cast their combat

coolly, seeing that they were stubbornly

her sword, dozens of beams fired away from her

the one beside him was screaming as he was

realized what was happening, Elder Randel was covered in a dozen gashes, bleeding like a