929 The Slayer's Foundational Principle

"Should I let Little White help me?"

Lu Li realized that there was only one way. Later, he would go and stand up to the God of Wings while Little White struck to break the neck of the statue. Without the statue, the God of Wings would have no more media of connection. Then all the problems would be readily solved.

In the split of a second, he had made up his mind. He used a spiritual connection to wake up Little White who was sleeping in the Wicked Bead and told Little White to get ready.

"Whoosh~"

Lu Li charged at the top of his speed. This time, he took out a Quasi Relic saber. He was faking the attack for he did not want to be hurt by the God of Wings again.

"Over-confident!"

God of Wings said with derision. The statue trembled, shining with boundless radiance, trying to knock Lu Li away.

One mile, half a mile, and one thousand feet!