Not far away, Ding Fan had already unleashed Divine Vigor and Divine Sense, completely enveloping himself, separating from the Elder's golden space. Ding Fan's Divine Sense saw the Elder's attack at that moment and felt some shock in his heart, realizing that the Elder's strength was not weak.
At this moment, Ding Fan was sitting cross-legged on a branch of a giant tree, the dense leaves providing excellent cover. A sliver of a playful smile appeared on Ding Fan's face as he thought to himself that the conclusion between the two was near, and he would enter the scene soon.
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The fat man was watching the Elder, whose previous despair seemed forcibly rescued. The Elder had gained the upper hand; if he could kill the muscular man, the fat man would be completely safe. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
