It had to be said that the intuition the Corpse Ancestor had developed through hundreds of millions of battles was terrifyingly accurate.
It lacked the scanning ability of Eternal Aura, which could obtain information about others, yet it had still swiftly judged that Lin Zhiluo had used a great number of trump cards in that series of actions.
And the truth was exactly as the Corpse Ancestor had judged.
In order to land that attack on the Corpse Ancestor, Lin Zhiluo had expended quite a few methods.
Jiuli Heavy Slash, Mental Nightmare, Nether God Mecha, Greedy Wolf...
For him, many of these methods could only be used once in a battle.
Yet after using all of them in a single instant, all he had achieved was destroying eight of the Corpse Ancestor's bone spikes and leaving behind a wound that would soon heal.
No matter how one looked at it, it was a losing trade.
Thus, no matter how hard the Corpse Ancestor racked its brains, it could not understand why Lin Zhiluo had smiled and said those three words: "Enough."
However, as the saying went, fortune turned in cycles. Now, it was the Corpse Ancestor that had no time to think.
After a brief rest, Lin Zhiluo had already taken the initiative and charged toward it.
Here he came!
Having tempered itself for so many years, the Corpse Ancestor's mind was already sufficiently resilient. Naturally, it would not become paranoid over just a few words from Lin Zhiluo.
With a brief shake of its head, it cast all negative emotions out of its mind.
It even took the initiative to charge toward the oncoming Lin Zhiluo, whose momentum was at its peak.
"Clang!"
The two sides collided once more.
But the result of this clash differed from before.
With