But that was only in theory.
The crucial point was that if his perception could not keep pace with a Saint, he would ultimately be unable to kill one effectively.
After all, beings at that level were far too fast. Unless they were exceedingly careless, they could move swiftly the moment an attack was launched and evade it effectively.
Its convenience lay in its ability to draw in essence qi from all directions on its own and unleash astonishing power.
Its minimum power was assured, and it could repeatedly launch attacks that threatened Saints.
But that was all.
Of course, if one's cultivation were sufficient and one unleashed it with all one's strength...
This Immortal-Slaying Gourd, though not yet fully repaired, would be equivalent to an unimaginably powerful Quasi-Emperor Weapon.
Moreover, because it possessed indelible Imperial Dao Patterns, it was indestructible.
Its might far surpassed that of ordinary Quasi-Emperor Weapons.
"Junior, you're courting death!"
The Dark Night Monarch was beside himself with rage.
Alongside his fury, he felt utterly stifled.
His strength clearly far exceeded his opponent's-never mind a single finger.
Even a mouthful of his spit could transform into a vast, boundless river of stars and drown his opponent.
Yet, wary of the Secret Artifact in his opponent's hand, he dared not meet it head-on and could only flee in disgrace.
Whatever his thoughts, the Dark Night Monarch dared not linger for even an instant.
He drove the Saintly Battle Garment with all his strength, transforming into a swift streak of black light.
He fled into the distance.
"Trying to leave? Not so easily!"
Since he had already decided to strike ruthlessly...
How could Taiyi possibly let his opponent escape so easily?
"Boom..." After repeated attempts...
He finally triggered the Divine Forbidden Domain, entering that profoundly mysterious, special realm.