On the forbidden Sea, the battle was still ongoing.
Even if li Changsheng had a lot of combat experience, the gap was still the gap. He was suppressed and could not move. At this moment, his counterattacks were limited, and his injuries continued to accumulate.
His blood was flowing, and it turned from gold to a faint gold.
He was still persevering!
When there was no giving up in a battle, unless one died in battle, even if there was a glimmer of hope, one would never allow the enemy to kill one.
Of course, not everyone was like this.
Some of the spectating Saints were already sighing. If they persisted, they would die. However, if they admitted defeat now ... They might still have a chance of survival.
As this continued, mie was clearly getting more and more irritable and impatient.
This was a test of his patience.