"Tsk!" A white mark appeared on Ming Heng's body, and the aura around him instantly fell into disarray.
Jiang Liu's figure swept forward, and he continued attacking Ming Heng. The blade-light of the saber in his hand surged, and the saber continued chopping toward Ming Heng.
Ming Heng's figure flickered, and he vanished directly from Jiang Liu's side.
Yet Jiang Liu continued hacking at the air, making no attempt to pursue Ming Heng.
It seemed Jiang Liu was still deeply trapped within the chaotic illusion realm and had not awakened at all.
He had probably only heard the disturbance and accurately judged Ming Heng's position, which was how he had managed to hit him.
The Fire-Winged Monkey steadied itself, then swept forward, raised the long staff in its hand, and continued attacking Ming Heng.
It knew that eliminating Ming Heng was the only way to save Jiang Liu.
However, Ming Heng now chose not to clash head-on with the Fire-Winged Monkey, dodging its attacks the entire time.
Even if he chose to fight it head-on, he should have had the upper hand against the Fire-Winged Monkey.
Clearly, his intentions went beyond that.
Jiang Liu, trapped within the chaotic secret realm, had stopped attacking and begun to calm his mind and regulate his breathing.
That was because he had attacked several times just now without hitting Ming Heng again.
Even though his Divine Sense and eyesight could both see Ming Heng standing right there, he still stopped.
Jiang Liu accelerated the circulation of the Saintly Sky Art within his body. Layer upon layer of Saintly Sky Art primal qi spread from him, directly enveloping the area around his body.
Suddenly, Jiang Liu's eyes narrowed. He shot toward a corner and simultaneously raised the saber in his hand, bringing it down viciously.