Beneath the heavens.
As Su Yi fled at full speed, he also thought furiously.
Along the way, the Fisherman had struck many times, worsening Su Yi's injuries. His flesh had split open in many places, blood still flowing.
They were not fatal, but as time dragged on, the toll on his cultivation was bound to grow increasingly severe.
"Luo Tiandu was right. To kill me this time, the gods who have plotted for countless ages have made the most thorough preparations."
Su Yi thought to himself.
There were two threats.
First, the gods had long deduced that he possessed the foundation to attain the Supreme Mystery Grade. Thus, they had acted in advance, interfering with the opportunities for enlightenment scattered throughout the Zhou Xu Rules of the Immortal Realm!
As a result, he had almost no chance of attaining enlightenment and making a breakthrough.
Second, God Lord Grade existences like the Fisherman knew his Trump Cards like the backs of their hands.
They even knew that before becoming a god, he could not wield the Nine Hells Sword's true power.
And they also knew that the more times he used the Nine Hells Sword, the more severely it drained his cultivation!
That meant that once his oil ran dry and his lamp went out, he would be doomed beyond redemption!
"I have to change strategies as soon as possible."
Su Yi pondered rapidly.
Right now, just the Fisherman alone had left him in such a sorry state. If several more God Lord Grade figures' Willpower Dharma Forms appeared, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Right, perhaps that little thing can help!"
Su Yi's heart stirred as he recalled something.
As an innate deity born from the Chaos Origin of the Immortal Realm, the Little Monkey naturally knew everything within the Epoch