"Haha, Sword Lord Taixiao, you have quite the nerve." Ghost Lord Zhantuo laughed aloud. He could hardly wait for the Lotus Avatar to dig in here. The deeper it sank its roots, the less chance it would have of escaping later.
The immortal army under his command could only unleash about as much power as it was showing now. After several clashes, Ghost Lord Zhantuo had roughly gauged the Lotus Avatar's strength.
Without using his ultimate trump card, it would be extremely difficult to keep the other party here. Since the Lotus Avatar still had strength to spare, Ghost Lord Zhantuo planned to wear it down first, then decide what to do once its power had declined to a certain degree.
After all, a trump card like the phantom of the Ghost-Buried Boundary Stele was far too precious. At a critical moment, it was as good as a second life. Unless he was certain of a killing blow, Ghost Lord Zhantuo would never use it lightly.
Seeing what the Lotus Avatar was doing, Ghost Lord Zhantuo couldn't help but feel delighted. As long as he could keep wearing it down, perhaps he could even save the phantom of the Ghost-Buried Boundary Stele.
The Sword Lord Taixiao before him did have astonishing cultivation talent. He had advanced to the Immortal Lord level with such speed that it was jaw-dropping. But the greater one's talent, the more arrogant one tended to be. Ghost Lord Zhantuo gave a low laugh. With a temperament like that, the Sword Lord was bound to take a terrible fall sooner or later.
"Withdraw when you find the right opportunity." The Lotus Avatar dealt with its opponent's attacks while sending Xiao Yu a brief voice transmission.
"What about you, Sword Lord?" Xiao Yu's heart lurched.
"I'm going to