C275 The Tower of the Ancient High Tower

Meng Yang's gaze was fixed on the distant horizon, his mind deep in contemplation as he ran through calculations. With his strength at the late ninth level of Imperial Grace, the idea of directly killing Zu Liren was a pipe dream. Yet, if he could gradually weaken Zu Liren, making him increasingly frail, then there was a possibility of success.

The sandbeasts' hatred, manipulated by Zu Liren