Xiong Lin could not understand no matter how hard he tried—how could the other side unleash his innate Divine Ability without limit?
One had to know that using a Divine Ability came at an enormous cost. It required Origin Power. With such continual expenditure, how could he possibly keep it up?
Yet the other party now seemed as though he had suffered no depletion at all. Xiong Lin could not understand it. He truly could not understand it.
He must be at the end of his tether! He must be at the end of his tether! He's putting on an act for me! Xiong Lin concluded firmly in his heart.
He gathered himself and roared, "Immortal Body!"
The thread of Qilin Bloodline within him was stirred. This was the Divine Ability he had comprehended from that trace of bloodline, a Divine Ability that could save his life.
Block it! He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Qin Luo as he drew ever closer, screaming wildly in his heart.
One claw tore through his defenses, exposing his skeleton. A wisp of light radiated out—it was Qilin blood, sustaining his body so it would not perish.
He had blocked it. He had truly blocked it.
Xiong Lin burst into laughter. "Hahaha! I blocked it!"
"Old bastard, I want to see whether you can still use that move!" he said through gritted teeth.
"I can," Qin Luo replied flatly.
Boom! The phantom of a golden roc appeared behind him once more, and the smile on Xiong Lin's face came to an abrupt halt.
Inside the Human Emperor Banner, Jin Zhu muttered to himself, "I'm tired. Truly tired. Just destroy everything..."
His life flame had been forcibly ignited several times already. He was exhausted. He wanted to die but could not; he wanted to