"That's true."

Wu Ruochou was thoughtful and waved his hand gently, causing the power of earth and wood to surge around.

The scorched ground returned to normal.

The weeds that were burned to death also grew back.

The traces left by the battle were easily erased.

Fang Chen returned to the quiet room, and no one knew he had left.

He took out the trophies and fed them to Xiao Jian one by one. Xiao Jian had not swallowed the magic weapon for several days and began to feast on it.

As each magic weapon was devoured, Fang Chen clearly felt that the aura of the little sword was getting stronger and stronger.

The strength of the sword body has also been slightly increased.

"The third level is indeed not far away."
Chapter completed!