As the great powers' thoughts stirred, the five from Primordial Unity Celestial Palace saw that the treasure aura they had unleashed was being blocked. On the surface, the two sides seemed locked in a stalemate, but they could naturally tell that Li Fuyuan was already running out of strength, relying entirely on a treasure that suppressed the Dao to hold on.
Yet there was only one such treasure. How could it possibly withstand the assault of all their treasures? At present, he was merely borrowing the aid of the qi of chaos to keep their treasure artifacts from drawing near for the moment. If this continued, they would eventually take him down.
The five Yuan Sages remained cold-faced and continued increasing the transmission of orderly force.
Li Fuyuan watched as the chaos qi outside was gradually worn away by the treasure light, yet for the moment, he had no solution. This was a gap in strength; no matter how hard he strove, he could not make up for it.
He knew that this, following on from the last time, was merely both sides placing their pieces upon the board. It was not yet a true life-and-death battle. Thus, if he retreated in defeat like this, Golden Court would not be able to repeat the same move; otherwise, it would be no different from truly going to war.
Yet he always felt that he could still do something. At that moment, he focused his mind and held his breath, sinking his consciousness into his divine qi as he tried to find a way. But it was as if a fog veiled his sight, and he found it difficult to break free from within.
He understood how to weigh his choices. Since he could not see a solution for the time being,