Jian Wushuang was lying at the bottom of the giant pit.
There were remnants of blood in his mouth. His face was deathly white. He felt a sharp pain throughout his entire body.
The Divine Transcendence expert was quite powerful indeed.
"Fortunately, the Heavenly Creation Skill has continuously remolded my body. It made all of the bones and muscles in my body much tougher and durable than the average warrior. Otherwise, the third finger would have finished me off," Jian Wushuang muttered.
The power of the three fingers was earth-shattering.
Under the attack of the three fingers, he was seriously injured.
"Can only rely on the final trump card," Jian Wushuang said with a twinkle of madness in his eyes.
His most powerful trump card was Soul-Devouring Secret Skill!
Soul-Devouring Secret Skill had saved his life from crises many times before.
Now, the Soul-Devouring Secret Skill had become his final hope.