In an instant, Li Yilong nearly broke down. It was the first time he had used his Holy Statue in the Battle of the Other Shore. 'Is it really going to end like this?'
Li Yilong was utterly unreconciled. His very nature was one of defiance; he would never accept defeat!
Li Yilong struggled to remain standing on his weakened legs. Watching him, Wang Meng couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion. The Evil Cultivator path was in rapid decline within the Small Thousand Realm. If things continued this way, they could vanish in less than a century. 'No matter what,' he thought, 'I should help preserve some promising talent for the Evil Cultivators.'
Finally, the Mozi Sword appeared. Wang Meng smiled. "A gift of one strike."
He swung the Mozi Sword down with extreme casualness. The movement was incredibly slow, and he used no Elemental Power whatsoever.
Yet, standing within the aura of his own Reversed Heaven Holy Statue, Li Yilong was petrified.
