Powerless—deeply, utterly powerless.
It could not exactly be called powerlessness. That feeling only arose when facing an enemy one could not resist.
But now, even if Li Zhi had drained the last drop of blood from his body, relying on his extreme fighting will, he could still kill enemies with only one arm left. Yet he still could not see any hope of annihilating them.
As for the simple thought that this was merely a trial, which had appeared in his mind at the beginning, it had long since vanished.
At this moment, Li Zhi had devoted his entire mind and body to this battle with no visible end. He truly seemed to be on this despair-inducing battlefield, isolated and helpless. Everywhere he looked, in the heavens and on earth, there were enemies.
After Li Zhi fought until the last shred of flesh on his body had completely dried up, his mind entered a Special State.
It seemed that, in order to break through this despair, he was willing to pay any price.
His withered body began to burn itself, his weakened soul began to undergo Dao Dissolution, and even his invisible True Spirit began to roar furiously.
"Let my blood and bones sacrifice to Heaven and Earth; let my soul slash down ten thousand enemies."
As the mysterious cry drifted across the battlefield, a Mysterious Altar radiating an eerie aura emerged from Li Zhi's body.
The altar emanated an eerie aura that seemed capable of burying all living beings and sacrificing the world.
It seemed that, at the moment of despair, Li Zhi intended to sacrifice himself in exchange for boundless battle power. This was his ultimate means of sweeping away all his enemies.
"Crack!"
But just then, signs of shattering suddenly appeared in Heaven and Earth. The originally