After all these years, Hex Zui understood very well that to survive in the Great Yuan Realm, raw power alone was not enough. And the Holy Hall, with its focus on self-cultivation, was lacking in this regard.
The atmosphere was heavy. No one wanted to speak. Neither side even had the heart for a standoff; they could only wait. Everyone knew very well that the losing side would face annihilation by the other. There was no retreat.
Sea Emperor's Small Thousand World.
Suddenly, the light from the Heaven-Deceiving Array dimmed. Qi Feiyu was stunned. This meant the power of the Eight Trigrams Compass was rapidly fading.
'Son of a bitch! I spent so much money, and this is the piece of crap I get? That bastard said it would last at least five minutes, maybe even ten! It's only been a minute!'
Broken Heaven Edge slowly lowered, and a helpless smile touched the corner of Wang Meng's lips.
One might survive a calamity sent by the heavens, but not one brought upon oneself!
