"Who would go lend Xiaoyaozi a hand?"
Across different parts of the battlefield, thoughts rose one after another.
By now, the situation had gradually become clear. Xiaoyaozi truly lived up to his reputation as an unfathomable veteran of the Golden Immortal Path. Alone, he had matched the two strongest Witchmen and tied down both of their peaks.
But as time passed, both sides saw that Xiaoyaozi lacked a killing move capable of ending everything in a single strike. Several times, when he had seized the advantage, Senluo Wu and Chi Xiong had escaped disaster by using life-saving secret arts.
That bronze cauldron was powerful, but difficult to control, and its greatest flaw was its speed of movement.
Targeting this weakness, Senluo Wu and Chi Xiong found their footing and dealt with it with increasing ease.
Even so, the cauldron's mighty force was practically unsolvable. Once it brushed against someone, it brought down a vast pressure that could not be resisted.
Senluo Wu possessed the true inheritances of the Myriad Manifestations Martial Sage and the Totem Ancestral Witch, while Chi Xiong was half man, half gu—having transcended the limits of life itself. When forced into desperate straits, they unleashed all manner of miraculous secret techniques just to barely preserve their lives. A counterattack was out of the question.
Thus, the absolute top tiers of the Human Race and Witch Race had fallen into a stalemate, unable to determine victory or defeat in the short term. As for those a step below...
Little Martial Saint Zhou Xin, Thousand Year Rust Zhu Ruoxuan, and the newly emerged Lu Zhigang and Liu Jingguo were all counted within this tier.
Their counterparts among the Witch Race were the Great Witch Chiefs, who had erupted forth like a geyser—equivalent to the Human Race's Heaven Sect.
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