"So when the time comes in the Dead Sea, what defensive strategies does Lord Shou still have left? Just one, brothers!"
Listeners in front of the Dao Imparting Mirror were stirred with zeal, vaguely understanding what Feng Zhongzui wanted to express.
Soon, Feng Zhongzui clenched his fist and voiced out the answer that everyone had in their hearts:
"Ancient Sword Technique!"
At this moment, it seemed as if the world itself brightened.
Everyone's eyes sparkled with light, including Feng Zhongzui's, whose voice became even more passionate:
"Lord Shou can grow larger, but even if the void giant race has the strength to tear apart a Qilin, in front of Lord Cang Sheng, it ultimately remains just an assist—he can catch a flaw and shatter it with a single arrow!"
"Relying purely on brute force, even the Six Paths God cannot break through Lord Cang Sheng's assault; what truly holds the potential for Lord Shou to triumph over Lord Cang Sheng is not himself..."
