What was said was like water spilled—it could never be taken back.
Vice Head Sect Leader Feng Du was not a man who went back on his word.
So he added several more layers to his protective sacred power.
Whenever Mo Ganyun's huge staff came crashing down, he would quietly meet it with sacred power.
Mo Ganyun and the others attacked with every ounce of strength they had. After all, the big shot was powerful, and they could not hurt him no matter what they did.
Holding back would not count, and they would not receive any benefits. Since that was the case, why not fight with their lives?
One by one, they merged man and sword, man and saber, and attacked like mad!
Mo Ganyun drove his strength to the limit. Every attack sent his huge staff whirling at its peak, packed with all his power before smashing down.
He leaped up and brought it down, like hammering a nail!
Again and again, he smashed it toward Feng Du's forehead...
Feng Du wore a mask and held up his sacred power, putting on an airy, untroubled look. Let the wind blow and the waves crash—I shall remain unmoved.
But the big man's brute force was not Spiritual Power...
Although Feng Du could withstand it, he had already secretly increased his strength twice.
Moreover, the ground beneath his feet kept sinking. He had no choice but to add strength beneath his feet as well, reinforcing the earth and quietly solidifying the ground beneath him...
After this battle, putting everything else aside, the land beneath Feng Du's feet would not merely be unable to grow anything—even the passage of time itself would not shift it an inch. Perhaps after countless years, it might even crystallize into jade...
"Damn it... I miscalculated.