In truth, given Meng Zhao's martial cultivation, after Beitang Xing lost the Sky Shuttle that could cover a hundred li in an instant, the Three Treasures Exquisite Creation Pagoda was merely a tool to delay his death. It had some use, but not much.
Just as Meng Zhao had done before, using poison and disguises to directly waste two chances at absolute defense.
In fact, even if Meng Zhao had made no disguises at all, so long as he struck and posed a mortal threat to Beitang Xing, the Three Treasures Exquisite Creation Pagoda's absolute defense would inevitably activate, thereby wasting one chance.
After three attacks, this defensive trump card would certainly be exhausted. The only difference was whether Meng Zhao wanted to do so.
Sure enough, Meng Zhao now merely pointed lightly, moving as his heart willed. It was not even any specific martial art move, yet it had already forced Beitang Xing to lose his final chance at defense.
If Beitang Xing still wanted a chance to live, the best way was to unleash the forbidden bloodline divine ability sealed within his body before Meng Zhao attacked—the Son of Heaven Sword Technique—and use this sword art to kill the current Meng Zhao.
"Meng Zhao, do you really not care about your life?"
Faced with such a situation that was practically a dead end, Beitang Xing still held out hope, wishing for Meng Zhao to change his mind and stop crazily testing moves with his own body, ultimately leading to mutual destruction.
Meng Zhao smiled faintly. With the Heaven-Illuminating Divine Mirror's aid and his peerless talent, he had cultivated a world-shaking martial path. The Son of Heaven Sword Technique might be formidable, but it might not necessarily be able to do anything to him.
According to what he knew,