Right now, those who were sharp could tell some clues. While Xu Sanshi was retreating, he wasn’t completely at a disadvantage. Every step that he took was timed at the perfect instant when the impact force from his opponent was the strongest. His defensive control against an opponent’s attack had reached a flawless level. When he retreated, his shield also changed continuously. Every layer that was crushed weakened the attack of his opponent.

Long Aotian knew it best. Even with his control, he couldn’t stop Xu Sanshi from weakening his attack. It seemed like his opponent was an old turtle who would never perish even in the face of the most brutal thunderstorms. He would only hide within his own shell.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…”

Xu Sanshi kept on retreating. Long Aotian’s attack was unceasing, while he was struggling to stay alive.

His second and third soul rings shone at the same time. He used the Mysterious Underworld Shield as a series of defensive...