Torrent, Xie Feng

As soon as the words fell, Torrent struck directly, a heaven-shaking bolt of lightning crashing down.

"This man is quite strong. If we don't show some real skill, I'm afraid he'll be hard to kill," Xuan Nie transmitted to Qin Heng through divine sense, flashing aside from the lightning at the same time.

Qin Heng nodded slightly. "Mm. His overall strength should be about the same as Zhao Yue from the Soul Dimension. With my identity as 'Fang Yi,' my chances of winning are less than thirty percent."

Torrent possessed the strength of a Star Lord Fourth Order and carried many treasures. The destructive power he could unleash was comparable to Zhao Yue in the Soul Dimension without any treasure enhancements.

If Qin Heng went all out, he could naturally kill the other party with ease. But he now intended to travel the Void Well under another identity, so it was unwise to reveal too much.

After all, no one knew whether other powerful experts nearby were watching the battle.

"I'll do it."

Xuan Nie called out, his body transforming to a thousand meters long. Using a combat secret art different from his true dragon form, he tangled with Torrent in battle.

The gap of three realms could not be bridged even by a perfect physical body. Xuan Nie was clearly at a disadvantage.

Qin Heng had thought Xuan Nie would suddenly erupt and finish Torrent off.

But after a while, he heard Xuan Nie shout, "Don't just stand there! Get in here and help!"

Qin Heng said, "Didn't you say you had it?"

Xuan Nie replied, "I said I'd hold him back! You were supposed to wait for an opening and kill him!"

Qin Heng said, "Oh."

This guy's strength was lacking, yet he still insisted on showing off.