Chapter 116

Clark stood there and the blood on his robes painted a burning glow on his already resplendent pink attire.

There were bits of gore on his hands and face but they were easily wiped clean with only a single rub at his sleeves.

In the next breaths, the trace of battle also disappeared completely from our bored gamer's body.

There was only the last subdued glitter on his cultivator's robes that hinted an unnatural phenomenon amidst the otherwise abnormally peculiar scene.

'An enchanted artifact?!' Everyone was smart enough to conclude this significant truth in what they just witnessed.

Any cultivator who had a little bit of experience in the world knew that a lowly Mortal Shedding Realm Beginner could still not command and wield the elements of nature at his whim.

This was why the most probable explanation for what they have seen was the simple pink robes on our protagonist's form.