Rumble—
Within the fifth floor of the trial tower, two figures were locked in a frenzied battle in midair. Every collision was like Falling Stars, erupting with terrifying power.
Even Return to Truth Realm cultivators would be torn apart in an instant by this storm, dying without a whole corpse.
"Wonderful!"
Xia Ping let out a roar, his bloodline boiling. It was rare for him to have the chance to fight a Saint's projection, especially one that had suppressed itself to his realm. It was practically accompanying him in honing himself—an encounter rarely seen.
Not to mention that Saint Pangu was no ordinary Saint. His mana was boundless, his divine abilities endless, and his methods emerged one after another. He was an exceedingly terrifying martial artist.
Under the tempering of Saint Panwu's projection, the Hell Golden Crow Cells within Xia Ping rapidly unsealed. A full nine million Hell Golden Crow Cells awakened in his body, generating endless energy within him and making him fiercer with every battle.
"An opening!"
All of a sudden, a glint flashed through Xia Ping's eyes. After fighting for so long, he had finally seen through every flaw in Saint Panwu's defenses, and excitement surged through him.
His figure flickered as he closed in, throwing a punch.
This punch shook heaven and earth. It contained Spiral Force and penetrating power, bearing the rhythm of a Saint as it struck Saint Panwu squarely in the body.
With a boom, Saint Panwu's projection instantly collapsed and vanished into nothingness.
"I won."
A sharp gleam appeared in Xia Ping's eyes. He had battled Saint Panwu for half a day. Both his mental energy and mana had been drained to astonishing levels, yet he had finally found an opening and shattered Saint Panwu's projection.
To be honest, this had been