Miscalculation.
"Regarding the Trivial Matter of a Formidable Enemy's Fists and Feet Having Inherent Skill-Breaking and Stunning Special Effects."
On the ground, Wu Wang's figure was embedded in the solid rock layer. The area for tens of miles around had just been shattered and sunk by a powerful force; this place was about to become a lake.
Wu Wang lay at the epicenter of the power explosion, intense waves of dizziness assaulting his head.
Dammit.
A common name for various types of plants.
Before the battle began, he had seriously assessed the Gold God's current oppressive aura and consulted Yun Zhongjun about how much strength the Gold God could currently muster.
Yun Zhongjun had also given him a pertinent and conservative suggestion—
"This is indeed an opportunity to measure yourself against a top-tier expert."
