He had gained an initial understanding of the Eight Realm Dao Principles, but he still lacked the cultivation of an Eight Realm expert. At most, he could be said to have one foot in the Eight Realm, and he was still inferior to Murong Luoli back when she had been a pseudo-Eight Realm expert.
Facing a true Eight Realm powerhouse, Lu Yang felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
Yet this helplessness lasted only for an instant before Lu Yang cast it aside.
Years of tempering had long since made his will unshakable.
No matter how desperate or helpless the situation, Lu Yang would never give up hope of survival easily!
In the blink of an eye, Lu Yang's thoughts raced.
Even if he used every ounce of his strength, there was no way he could withstand a single strike from an Eight Realm powerhouse.
Meeting force with force meant certain death!
Moreover, in his earlier battle with Blood Soul Demon Lord, Lu Yang had nearly exhausted all his trump cards.
The cultivation, secret techniques, and even Experience Points he had accumulated during this time were all used up by now.
There was only one way to break the deadlock: kill Blood Soul Demon Lord before that giant claw descended!
However, the vast Eight Realm pressure above his head had nearly sealed off every possibility of movement.
Even if Lu Yang gave everything to regain his ability to move, killing Blood Soul Demon Lord, who was sheltering beneath the protection of an Eighth-Rank Demon Core, in such a short time would still be as difficult as scaling the heavens.
The opportunity would vanish in an instant, and the odds of success were vanishingly slim!
Yet beneath this crushing pressure, Lu Yang felt his blood surging, his spirit brimming with excitement.
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