Chen Ning gritted his teeth.
"What he relies on is the cultivation of the Demon Dao, but now that cultivation has completely collapsed. Even with the Cyan Wood Immortal Skill, he has practiced for only fifty years, how much progress can he have made? Long Ly should have no problem defeating him with his Dao Sect Secret Techniques!"
Zhao Nangeng spoke, prompting Long Ly to challenge Li An, a decision made after careful analysis.
Without the Demon Skill, what is Li An worth?
Song Qingsong's face was dark, silent. He's not a fool; after the emotional rush subsided, rationality took over, and he vaguely sensed that he might have been used...
...
On the arena.
"Li An, I want you dead—"
With a loud roar, Long Ly charged directly at Li An, stepping forward. Instantly, over hundreds of thousands of miles in the sky, countless wood-attribute forces gathered and exploded, as if drained and turned into a tide charging towards Li An.
He started with the strongest move!
