1670 Tournament On The Horizon

Lin Mu's senses lingered over the Tyrant Bull Totem for a good while before he finally stood up.

He could feel the power surging through it, even after it had calmed down. At the very least, he knew that he wouldn't have to worry about anyone at the fourth Tribulation Stage either now.

'Both my body cultivation techniques are at the Third Stage and I also have my Qi cultivation with my Dao Embryos. I should be able to take on most people at the fourth tribulation stage of the immortal realm at least.' Lin Mu thought to himself.

But then again, he had no idea what kind of experts he would be facing in the tournament. 

'They are meant to be geniuses, after all. They too can compare against people of a higher cultivation base than them.' Lin Mu reckoned before walking out of the door.

~CREAK~

The bedroom door opened, giving a full view of the garden.