Song Zhong also noticed that other cultivators had arrived around them, but he had no energy to deal with these cultivators right now. For now, he could only kill the fellow before him first.
In any case, after fighting the other party, he had suffered no real loss—he had merely used up some Immortal Qi. With his recovery speed, that was the same as not consuming anything at all.
Song Zhong had not been depleted, but opposite him, the expression of the other fellow slowly began to turn somewhat ugly.
Though his recovery was fast, he was still being drained, and the lightning he released was no longer as fierce as before.
The moment his lightning weakened even slightly, and the speed at which he released lightning slowed even a little, the lightning opposite him immediately surged over, occupying the direction where his golden lightning had previously held ground.
Originally, this side of the world had practically been split in two: one half golden lightning, the other half purple lightning.
But now, the area occupied by the purple lightning had clearly begun to grow larger—and it was still growing larger and larger.
Damn it!
Opposite Song Zhong, the cultivator whose entire body shone with golden lightning felt the pressure coming from across from him, and beads of sweat could not help appearing on his forehead. His recovery ability was already incomparably terrifying.
But what was going on with that guy opposite him? Did he not have the slightest bit of consumption?
Why did it feel like the guy opposite him had fought until now, yet his lightning had not weakened at all?
What kind of thing was this!
How could there be such a cultivator!
This guy not only had a powerful physical body, his Immortal Qi was also this