Had the Black-White Millstone reached its full potential and became an object of Ancient Chaos, it would have been capable of killing the Sky God's Avatar. But as it was, there was virtually no chance of them winning.
Qingfeng Li felt a strong sense of unease coming from the Black-White Millstone as well. He knew that, right now, his main objective was to run.
Turning around, Qingfeng Li's body shot forth like an arrow, looking to escape. However, he found that he was utterly unable to do so.
Under the possession by the Avatar of the Sky God, Nicholas' entire body was equivalent to a projection of the Sky God's own body on Earth. He was infinitely more powerful than a regular self-cultivator.
No matter where Qingfeng Li ran, Nicholas always followed close behind. He would appear a dozen meters behind him and stare quietly at him with disdain. It was as if, in his eyes, Qingfeng Li was no more than an ant.