"If someone can kill me, breaking through to True God wouldn't be just a dream!"
Cheng Jianyong exclaimed, occasionally glancing at the remaining thirty or so Divine Spirits.
"Doesn't anyone want to kill me?"
"If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to kill me later!"
Cheng Jianyong kept tempting, intending to lure all these Divine Spirits over and eliminate them.
However, the Divine Spirits in the field were not fools.
Having suffered twice already, they would certainly not fall for it again.
They all stood their ground.
Cheng Jianyong shook his head regretfully seeing they weren't taking the bait.
Then, he withdrew all those threads of Rules.
Both sides were directly stuck in a stalemate.
Time slowly slipped away.
The human breaking through seemed increasingly ethereal, as if he were about to completely vanish from this world.
The Power of Rules kept urging.
True God of Yellow Sand showed an anxious expression.
