“Who are you? What are you doing here? Have you been staying in this tower for hundreds of years?” Jared asked while staring at the old man in shock.
Despite being an energy cultivator himself, the fact that a person could live up to a few hundred years still baffled Jared to no end.
“Haha! You see, Pentacarna Tower was built specifically for me. Had it not trapped my soul here, I would've broken out of this sh*tty place a few hundred years ago! Now that you've learned my Sacred Light Fist, I'll be able to follow you as you leave this place!” the old man replied with a chuckle.
Jared shook his head. “Pentacarna Tower has restrictions on the front door, so I can't get it open at all.”
“Don't worry. All you have to do is deactivate your spiritual energy and use Sacred Light Fist. Remember to use only your physical energy, or the door won't open,” the old man instructed before slowly vanishing into thin air.
“H-Hey!”
Jared had wanted to ask the old man what he meant about him being the son of a dragon, but the old man had completely disappeared.
“Jared? Jared! Wake up, Jared! Don't scare me like this!”
Lizbeth’s voice trembled slightly as she shook him with all of her might.
Upon opening his eyes, Jared realized he was lying on the ground with Lizbeth kneeling beside him.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was awake. “You nearly scared me to death, Jared! You did some kind of weird move and passed out immediately after. I even heard you mumbling some weird sluff while you were unconscious.”
Jared frowned as he sat up straight and tried to recall what had just happened.
“Was I dreaming just now?” He couldn't help but find it all very strange.
“What did you dream about?” Lizbeth asked in confusion.
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