Lin Zhen was indeed extremely exhausted.
His strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, true, but he had fought continuously for more than ten days without rest, personally killing over 15 billion people!
Forget people—even 15 billion pigs would not be something an ordinary person could kill.
What was more, every one of them had been an expert above the Divine Transformation level.
But Lin Zhen knew that he had to withstand this wave of attacks. As long as he held on through this wave, he was confident he could persist until the end.
Watching Mo Luo charge at him with fangs bared and claws flailing, Lin Zhen held Two-Headed Snake horizontally and thrust his spear!
Spear Raising Stance!
Mo Luo was now at God Stone Peak. He had the potential to become a god through his own efforts. As the Star of Hope of the Endless Race, he was the most underestimated person among them.
Facing Lin Zhen's life-taking Long Spear, Mo Luo showed no fear. His front pair of hands held a saber, which he raised to block!
Clang~~!!
Even in his severely weakened state, Lin Zhen's Long Spear still overpowered Mo Luo's saber. Sparks flew from the collision of blade and spear as the spear continued toward Mo Luo's chest.
If this strike landed, Mo Luo would die for certain!
At the critical moment, Mo Luo's left pair of hands raised a shield and protected his chest.
It was an Ultimate Supreme Treasure shield, with astonishing defensive power.
Lin Zhen's spear stabbed into the shield, causing Mo Luo's body to jolt, but it failed to injure him.
That perilous strike had drenched Mo Luo in cold sweat, but it was quickly replaced by rage.
"Lin Zhen! You bastard! You're exhausted like a dog, yet you still dare