"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With no escape possible, the True Monarch of Ten Thousand Laws had to unleash the little Divine Soul power he recovered over the years, transforming it into a Primordial Spirit Soul Shield to protect himself.
In an instant, thousands of Soul Arrows shot at the Soul Shield, triggering a wave of Divine Soul fluctuations.
The True Monarch of Ten Thousand Laws retreated repeatedly, with each attack causing his Nascent Soul Spirit Body to flicker unpredictably.
"Friend, must we fight to the death?"
Ning Sujin remained silent, her attacks growing fiercer with each wave.
After two hundred years of arduous cultivation, this was her first life and death struggle, surprisingly filling her with a long-lost sense of exhilaration.
"Hmph!" After resisting another Primordial Spirit Slash, the True Monarch of Ten Thousand Laws snorted coldly, and his Nascent Soul's shadow began to slowly solidify.
