The battlefield among the ten people was like a Purgatory of Heaven and Earth Destruction. As both sides launched their attacks, the land for miles around was constantly affected, with a tendency to continue spreading.
The impact caused by each falling star was akin to a small earthquake, while elsewhere, the Ghostly Realm was dissolving everything in its midst.
Lei Wang's aura surged continuously. Several times, as he fought hard against the stars, he also had to guard against Su Xiaoxiao's attacks.
The few people with Qiao Po were also having an extremely tough time, as the damned foolish Daoist on the opposing side was surprisingly resilient.
Su Xiaoxiao had the upper hand and pressed the attack relentlessly.
Lei Wang, having lost the initiative, was continuously forced to take hits passively.
"I refuse to believe that you all can hold on forever."
