"Whoosh!"
Lin Chen narrowly avoided the Yin Yang Spear, but the continuously spreading shockwave forced him to stagger back several steps. As Lin Chen retreated, one space after another appeared, riddled with fleeting cracks.
Everyone saw the situation and discussed it.
"Without the Divine Artifact, the demigod's strength on the Wilderness has increased significantly."
"Of course, those are Artificial Products!"
"This is Feng Chen's downfall."
…
"The Devil's Spear Storm."
The steps of the Primordial Demigod were unpredictable. He wielded the spear. His technique was mysterious and indescribable. A few seconds later, the fierce storm rolled in like countless battalions. The places he passed were all pitted and uneven.
This time, the Demigod of the Wilderness launched a wide-scale attack, eliminating Lin Chen's escape possibility, instead forcing him towards the precipice of failure.
People watched the scene nervously. Would Lin Chen fail like this? Or...
