Hua Ziliu cast his divine sense back onto the battle.
As a Void Step expert, his mastery of the Nine Heavenly Human Arts had already reached a higher level, enough for him to form a unique "Void-Step Domain" around himself.
His divine abilities were even more readily deployed and withdrawn at will, almost instinctive.
Hua Ziliu's Void-Step Domain was exceptionally unique. Its foundation lay in the Demonic Eye he had refined between his brows.
This Demonic Eye had been refined through the method of Outer Elixirs, mixed with the other-transformation demonic thoughts Hua Ziliu had cultivated bitterly for many years. It stood somewhere between a magical treasure and a divine ability. He rarely used it in ordinary times, but once activated, it could see through an opponent's reality and falsehood, silently corrupting them. It was truly formidable.
Only, more than ten years ago, Hua Ziliu had fought with the nearby Blackblood Esoteric Church and, through a moment of carelessness, damaged this Demonic Eye. He had spent the past few years recuperating and seldom used it.
On a whim today, he directly called upon the Demonic Eye's power and carefully observed both sides of the battle.
The moment the Demonic Eye opened, Su Che beside him immediately turned to look.
At Hua Ziliu's brow, there seemed to be a deep, shadowy vortex that continuously tore at the surrounding heaven-and-earth origin energy.
Within the arena, Lü Zheng and Dugu Rou were locked in a fight to the death.
His body was already covered in countless wounds and bore many mutilations, yet his fists only grew faster and faster. It was as if he had comprehended it without a teacher; a faint sound of wind and thunder had begun to cling to his arms.
At the same time, although the wounds on his