Cao Mingguang refused to accept defeat. He unleashed the Law of Metal and clashed against Zhou Heng, but thirteen steps were only thirteen steps—how could they possibly stand against twenty?
Just think of it: among Old Azure Dragon, Old Vermilion Bird, and the others, who was weaker than Red Moon in terms of Spiritual Power? Yet they had still been beaten so badly by that little witch that they had to beg the Primordial Void Sage for mercy. Wasn't it because their comprehension of the laws fell short?
One step behind was one step behind. It meant weakness!
After a hundred steps, a gap of seven steps might not amount to much. But Cao Mingguang had only taken thirteen steps in his comprehension of the Law of Metal. Seven steps were already more than half of that—was that a joke?
Cao Mingguang was forced back again and again. In clashes of laws, he was losing far too badly!
He let out an enraged roar and stopped contesting laws with Zhou Heng from afar. Instead, he closed in, intending to pit his raw strength against Zhou Heng's!
That was the correct approach!
He was a Five-Hole True Lord—why play to his weaknesses and avoid his strengths?
To form a new black hole, one merely needed to reach five steps in law comprehension. But the accumulation of Spiritual Power was different; it had to reach its peak and fill the entire black hole! Thus, the gap between five black holes was solid and real. There was no variation like law comprehension, where one might take five, six, or seven steps!
And five black holes marked a qualitative transformation. His strength exceeded Zhou Heng's by an unknown number of times. So long as he landed one blow, Zhou Heng would either die or