Although he had cursed endlessly in his heart, the Dragon and Snake Coiling Shadow Bodhisattva still hadn't given up. He clung to one last sliver of hope.
'This Fake Holding... it must have a time limit!'
A Perfected Lord was not so easily killed, not even an Outer Dao True Monarch. As long as he held on, he could simply outlast Lü Yang. Victory would still be his!
The very next second, however, his expression changed.
Because at that same moment, Lü Yang—who had just dodged his Fruit's impact—drifted over and gently brushed a hand across his Fruit.
'Not good!'
In that instant, the Dragon and Snake Coiling Shadow Bodhisattva felt a powerful pull, as if all the Mighty Power in his body was being drawn into a bottomless abyss.
