The Ling Shi Elder's Finale

It had to be admitted that when an entire civilization and race were immensely powerful and deeply established, the advantages reflected in individuals were also extremely obvious.

Take the Otsutsuki, for example.

Just one ocular technique, [Yomotsu Hirasaka], inherited and expanded from [Space Divine Art], far surpassed the vast majority of abilities.

It activated quickly, teleported reliably, covered great distances, and made no sound...

Any one of those advantages was enough to crush most ninjutsu.

As for the issue of consumption, to a [Demigod], it was not worth mentioning at all.

Especially when it came to long-distance movement and pursuit, its effectiveness was exceptional.

No matter how frantically the [God of Greed] fled ahead, Elder Ling Shi could easily catch up.

And he kept attacking and harassing him...

like a cat toying with a mouse.

"This guy looks like he's fleeing in a panic, but there's order amid the chaos."

"As a [Demigod], he must have some trump card for escaping."

"But he hasn't used it all this time. Is he deliberately luring me?"

"Interesting..."

Ling Shi sneered.

He was no fool.

He had pursued the other side all this way precisely to force him into action.

First, to drive him away from the battlefield and wear down his strength.

Second, to see exactly what trump card he had hidden away.

Having served as a [Main Family Elder] for thousands of years, Ling Shi had seen countless schemes like luring the enemy in deep.

He was certain of it.

For this [God of Greed] to retreat so decisively, he must have left some backup plan behind.

Or perhaps he wanted to lure Ling Shi into some prepared trap!

As for that, Ling Shi did not care in the slightest.

So long as he did not have the amplification of that