"A second Nascent Soul? No, it's an avatar Secret Technique."
"And this many Fourth Rank Puppets, even forming a Puppet Array?!"
'Old Demon Hehuan's' composure finally vanished from his face, for the first time revealing a gloomy expression,
"This brat... is he really only Mid-Stage Nascent Soul? Even an ordinary Late-Stage Cultivator might not have so many troublesome methods!"
He realized that, for the moment, he actually could not take Xu Ping down.
Cards in hand emerging one after another, cooperating with perfect tacit understanding, and extremely tenacious.
However, though Xu Ping had temporarily stabilized the situation, there was no joy in his heart.
He could feel that this demon's strength was unfathomable.
He had already unleashed all his methods, yet was still at a disadvantage, the consumption of Mana and Divine Sense surging like a flood through an open sluice.
"I can't drag this out; I must break the deadlock!"
