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."

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

twelve generals serving the Lord of the Southern

cast in tandem was genuine in every sense of

in perfect unity, they would complement each other while instantly pushing their Ascendant rank cultivation to peak potential, and even Divine rank elites would have trouble holding their

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

distance. "I'd advise you to give up if

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

as they took to the air, spinning like tops in the air as

coolly, seeing that they were

dozens of beams fired away from her word like

clothes was left in pieces, while the one beside him was screaming as he was sent

realized what was happening, Elder Randel was covered in a dozen