Betting on Luck

The Sea of Consciousness was an extremely wondrous place. It could be said to be an independent world, but the size of that world was directly related to its owner's strength.

For example, the Sea of Consciousness of a Golden Core Cultivator and that of a Nascent Soul Cultivator were worlds apart in size.

Divine Calculator was already at the mid-stage of Spirit Severing. His Sea of Consciousness was not small, and ordinarily, it could withstand quite a bit of torment. But several hundred million degrees of heat?!!!

Although he did not know what the unit "degree" actually referred to, anyone could tell from the sound of it that it was terrifying, right? And high temperatures... wasn't that Her Highness's Invincible Art?

If his Sea of Consciousness were blasted apart, wouldn't he become an idiot in a matter of minutes?

Divine Calculator broke into a cold sweat. "Could we be a little more cautious?"

"I was thinking this ball is pretty big." Qi Zixiao pursed her lips. "Ordinary attacks probably won't break it."

"Let's try first. Just try."

Divine Calculator wiped away his cold sweat... and then a series of attacks began.

Divine Calculator's primary method of attack was actually close-quarters combat. He had no choice—the man had refined a Glass Body, so every punch and kick was considerably more powerful than an ordinary spell.

Qi Zixiao, meanwhile, was closer to a combination of AP and AD.

She possessed both magical and physical attacks, and their power far surpassed Divine Calculator's.

Working together, they hammered at the enormous ball of light. Although it was highly durable, after roughly half an hour of bombardment, it finally exploded with a thunderous boom.

Boom!!! Flames flew in every direction. In an instant, Divine Calculator's Sea of Consciousness became a vast expanse of white.