Yue Qianchou stared upward and frowned. "What exactly is Yin Baikang doing? Does he want to personally destroy the Treasure Gathering Basin he built with his own hands?"
"He's attacking through constant teleportation." Nong Zhu sighed. "The gap in strength between them is too great. Only by teleporting nonstop can he barely maintain an offensive. Otherwise... you saw it earlier. They're simply not opponents on the same level. In a head-on clash, he can't even withstand a single strike from the other side."
"Can a late Spirit Transformation stage expert teleport endlessly without limit?" Yue Qianchou asked in confusion.
"No. That's why he ignited all his cultivation to force this technique. When he stops, that will also be when he... sigh!" Nong Zhu shook his head. "It looks like this move is useless against him. The difference in strength is too great. Could this man truly be an immortal from the Immortal Realm?"
Yue Qianchou was speechless. He could not answer that question either.
In the sky, the endlessly emerging sword energy gradually thinned out. The rain-dense assault was already showing signs of decline. Green Brow casually shattered the incoming sword energy with the green spikes in both hands and cackled, "I thought you might have some real skill! So this is all you've got? What, can't hold on so soon? Worthless trash!"
His answer came in the form of a figure suddenly appearing, both hands gripping a sword as it hacked fiercely downward at his head. Green Brow casually swept the green spike in his hand, easily shattering the attack. Smacking his lips, he said, "Not worth a blow. Truly not worth a blow!"
After several failed attempts to seize the initiative, Yin Baikang stopped attacking. He floated in the air, gasping heavily, his vacant eyes fixed on Green