Thus, the Astral Realm's power could only further weaken Sifang Zhen Ding. Even Miaomiao's frenzied bombardment of lightning was starting to struggle to move him.
This was not a matter of bloodline, but purely a gap in strength. No matter how sharp a one-centimeter needle was, against a meter-thick armored beast, poking it all day would have no effect—unless the needle was extended to two meters, so one stab could be fatal!
"But it's fine. Just weakening and suppressing him has already made this fellow feel as though he's sunk deep into a swamp!"
Only by putting oneself in Sifang Zhen Ding's shoes could one understand how miserable it was to fight within this four-in-one Astral Realm. The four lifebound beasts wielded all manner of tactics—world plus flesh, world plus divine abilities—bombardments, sneak attacks, deadly poison, weakening effects emerging one after another. Sifang Zhen Ding had not even touched Li Tianming before the bombardment had already battered him until his blood and vitality churned!
The key was that these lifebound beasts were crafty to the extreme. Other than Lanhuang, they all hid in the distance and fired cold arrows. Even if Sifang Zhen Ding wanted to break one of Li Tianming's "fingers" first, it was difficult!
"Then you die first!"
Intercepted, Sifang Zhen Ding abruptly turned and slashed at Lanhuang. This two-headed dragon was indeed thick-skinned and tough-fleshed, with an Astral Realm shield, hard as iron—but Sifang Zhen Ding had the Qitian Tyrant Saber!
"Mad God Star-Slaying Canon!"
The Primordial Chaos Clan were said to be a race exceptionally devoted to the study of Eonic God Paths. Their bodily talents lay in cultivation and movement, which was why they needed Eonic artifacts and Eonic God Paths the most. It could even be said that, in these two aspects, their level