At that moment, the spatial laws wielded by the two clashed frantically. The corpses of those who had just died, the ground that had just exploded, the trees that had just been snapped—all manner of debris was swept up and spun ceaselessly around them. Yet the moment anything came even slightly close to the two, it immediately burst apart.
With the example set by those weaker cultivators just now, no one dared look at the scene of the two fighting. Aili gritted her silver teeth. Though she could not watch, a tall cloaked man behind her continuously explained the battle at her side.
That was the Forest Lord's human body. The last time Li and the others had wreaked havoc in the forest, they had burned that body. However, half of his spiritual power had been poured into this human body, so it had not suffered any serious harm. Furthermore, his understanding of the laws had not been damaged at all. It could be said that, given some more time, the Forest Lord would be able to recover his strength.
Aili asked, "How is it? Who is winning and who is losing now?"
The Forest Lord frowned. "I never expected Yama to teach that brat every last bit of his understanding of space. As for your cousin, his understanding of space probably all came from his inheritance, without any comprehension of his own. Although it appears more profound than Li's, he is nowhere near as proficient with it. At this rate, Li will break through it sooner or later."
Aili could not help letting out a sigh of relief. "That's good, then."
"Hm?" The Forest Lord did not quite understand. "What do you mean by that?"
Aili said slowly, "What he inherited is a bloodline that has already completely declined.