And in the heart of the gruesome battlefield, Emperor Shitian, relentless in his advantage, wielded the Vajra Pestle, which radiated with countless rays of light, each strike carrying an irresistible mighty power.
Without a suitable weapon at hand, Zhu Haomiao found himself defenseless against the attacks on the level of Laws, his body struck with penetrating bloody holes, forced to rely on his supernatural self-healing ability to stall the enemy.
Realizing he was gradually losing ground, the black-clad youth's eyes flickered with a fierce impatience, narrowing slightly.
Meanwhile, Emperor Shitian grew only stronger in combat, his six arms alternately forming magic formulas, unleashing various destructive powers of Laws.
"Evil Dragon!"
"Where is your National Guardian Divine Artifact?"
"Take it out!"
"Today I want you to die utterly convinced!"
