Under the control of Liu Weixiang, it charged once more.
Liou Yuan remained unafraid, waving the Dull Meteor Pestle and clashing with the Cold Pool Thousand Scale Spell for tens or even hundreds of strikes.
The fluctuations of True Essence from their confrontation created a gale, causing the houses below Xiongcheng to sway precariously.
"How is he so powerful!" Liu Weixiang grew increasingly alarmed, as if he no longer recognized the Dou Qianyu before him.
But surrendering was impossible; losing Xiongcheng was one thing, but losing to an Early-stage Foundation Establishment while being Mid-stage would certainly affect his standing in the sect and his reputation in the Nightmare Demon Palace.
Resources wouldn't be as plentiful as before.
"Die, you brat!" Liu Weixiang fully activated his True Essence, recklessly channeling it into the Cold Pool Thousand Scale Spell.
The wrinkles on his face bunched together from the exertion of power.
