"This is a true contest of strength, there's no such thing as luck!"
Heavenly Corpse Old Man felt a heavy heart.
At the level of Su Changkong and Wei Shengxin, tactics were almost out of the question; sneak attacks or sudden deadly moves were useless. Like the cicada foreseeing the breeze, the opponent could sense danger in advance and respond accordingly.
Unless one side was overwhelmingly more powerful to the point of suppression, making the opponent unaware of the danger, only a head-on confrontation of pure strength and on-the-spot reactions could determine the victor!
Ji Xuexiao also focused her spirit, ready to extract the Divine Seed and attain the Saint level on the spot, joining hands with Su Changkong to fight against Wei Shengxin, should Su Changkong be overwhelmed.
In the Evil Mountain Range below, tendrils like python dragons carrying the might to rip the heavens and split the earth attacked from all directions, completely enclosing Su Changkong.