When masters clashed, the higher their cultivation, the less likely it was for anyone to win through an unexpected move.
They were all ancient monsters who had lived for a thousand years. Who knew how many schemes they had endured throughout their cultivation, how many storms and towering waves they had weathered to survive until now? How could they be so easily plotted against? Si Lingxi had been caught in a scheme because the Phoenix bloodline had been far too unexpected, and Heartless True Desire Demon Ancestor had spent at least ten years preparing both the formation and a simulated Phoenix bloodline.
Profoundly Similar Divine Lord had fallen into Great Jing's ambush because he had invested too much sunk cost, and the imperial court had ruthlessly dangled human lives as heavy bait.
This time, it was because he had been too confident, convinced that so long as he revealed no flaws, neither the Great Jing court nor the Extraordinary would discover him.
But no matter what, all they could do was create an absolute advantage and do everything possible to pin their target in place. To expect to settle victory in one stroke was surely wishful thinking. They also had to guard against their opponent breaking the trapping formation, escaping, or even turning the scheme back on them.
Had they not seen the three examples just mentioned? The first two had both ended in failure.
And what of this third one?
Thus, even while holding an absolute upper hand, neither Dongyang Zi nor Si Lingxi relaxed in the slightest. Innate Cloud Qi spread endlessly, while Phoenix Divine Fire burned the heavens and boiled the seas, firmly binding this stretch of space. No matter how many times Profoundly Similar Divine Lord tried to break through, he was stopped.
Once, Profoundly Similar