Ten billion Crimson Chant Lights crashed down fiercely.
Seeing the terrifying crimson pillars filling the sky about to slam into him, Zhang Yuxing hurriedly unleashed World Power and prepared to release a martial technique with his halberd.
But.
The moment the thought arose, a spine-chilling instinct suddenly struck him.
Zhang Yuxing sensed that if he forcibly took Source Saint's attack, he would die without even ashes remaining.
He swallowed hard. Before the ten billion Crimson Chant Lights reached him, Zhang Yuxing roared in terror.
"I concede!"
There was no way to fight this. Absolutely no way.
There were far too many Crimson Chant Lights. Zhang Yuxing had no idea where to even begin.
Moreover, his strength had inexplicably been weakened by a huge margin. Lacking confidence, Zhang Yuxing did not dare confront the Crimson Chant Lights head-on.
Even if his strength had not been weakened, he probably still would not have been able to block so many Crimson Chant Lights.
As the ten billion Crimson Chant Lights suddenly dispersed, Zhang Yuxing wore a bitter expression and thought to himself.
It was the first time he had felt despair before someone in the World Realm.
Being forced to concede by someone at the World Realm Intermediate Stage left Zhang Yuxing shocked and frightened, his emotions a tangled mess.
"Thank you for going easy on me, Venerable Xing."
Su Yuan put away the Annihilation Black God Spear and smiled faintly.
Before the battle began, Su Yuan had already decided that if his opponent was not particularly strong, he would fight using only his own cultivation realm.
Zhang Yuxing was at the World Realm, Second Break, which happened to meet the requirement. Thus, Su Yuan did not use Spirit Shock in battle.
The power of ten billion Crimson Chant Lights was far greater