128 Dragon Converter

Wuya’s white linen robe was tattered and his hands were bloody as he tightly gripped his longsword.

Despite slashing at Sphinx many tens of times, he was still unable to cut through Sphinx’s curtain of light. After all, the lion was Protoss’ mythological beast. Although its curtain of light was becoming dimmer, it still unwaveringly blocked the way. Wuya felt anxious with the thought that the Duke of the Tulip Family had already gone in for half a day. However, Wuya knew that if he were to force his way in, there could only be two outcomes. The first would be Sphinx becoming exhausted and then Wuya could finally break through the boundary. The second would be that Wuya collapsed out of exhaustion.

At present, the chances of Wuya collapsing first were much higher.

However, Wuya would never give up. He had spent so much time and energy. He was finally so close to reviving His Majesty, the Mystic Dragon. How could he give up now?