"Demonic Weapon..." At this moment, Zhang Rongfang finally understood why Yue Shi always told him not to mind Hard Skill, and that by worshiping the Divine Spirit General, he could completely surpass all the martial artists under the heavens.
Now it seems....
It was truly not an exaggeration.
Even when he unleashed the Blood Lotus, with a massive power capable of crushing worshipping Grandmasters, he still couldn't harm the Spirit General.
And this was only a half-crippled, sleeping Spirit General.
The Spirit General stood still, allowing him to strike, yet he couldn't inflict any damage.
"Your power has long exceeded the limits of ordinary people by a vast margin. But even so, you can't handle him. This is the terrifying change brought by worshiping the gods."
Emperor Jiang spoke slowly.
"We have struggled and cultivated for decades, requiring talent, luck, and effort, yet in the end, we cannot even break their skin...?"
"Do you think this is fair?"
