The First Heir

Barry was already very close to Philip, and his energy field had taken shape. The light shrouded Philip’s body, which greatly increased the pressure on Philip, but he remained motionless with a determined look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Barry sighed and said, “Young people can’t be underestimated. If Arlo had half your perseverance and backbone, things wouldn’t have turned out this way now. What a pity…”

Philip said, “I just resisted some pressure. If you add another level, maybe I can’t handle it anymore. Why don’t you give it a try?”

Barry smiled peacefully. “I’m tempted to, but I’m sorry to say that I’m not at level eight of the pseudo holy tier as you expected…”

With that said, Barry’s energy suddenly exploded, and a more powerful pressure appeared.

Philip’s legs could not take it anymore, and he bent down.

The pressure of a practitioner at level nine of the pseudo holy tier had almost reached the holy tier!

holy being had a

energy surged. He propped his body up forcefully and looked at Barry with a

enough to make me collapse

constricted at this scene, and they looked at Philip in

one whole tier away from the pseudo holy tier, and ten small

it. Even though it was difficult, he did

differently, with respect

this, Barry smiled and said, “This is such an eye-opening experience. You’re

his energy. Philip immediately felt the pressure lift from him and

amiably, “It was a test just now. Your state of mind is pretty good, but this alone isn’t enough for

prepared to release the pseudo holy beast, but

figure out what