Even if this eye can only buy a moment for Ween Suyi and the Wood Sword Immortal, it is enough.
At this moment in the Wind-breaking Realm, giant wooden hands continue to crash forward like waves towards the Huge Stone Hall.
However, standing in front of the hall's entrance, Chu Xisheng's demeanor is extraordinarily composed.
His Luo Hou Star God is striking out blade-like lights that are resisting the onslaught of those wooden hands, shattering the massive hands, each half an acre in size, into pieces.
Unlike before, the six large blades of Luo Hou Star God could only guard the area within ten zhang of the hall entrance.
Now, the blade lights it strikes out span dozens of miles, actually beginning to fully confront the Southern Pole Star Lord's wooden hands. There is attack and defense, give and take between them.
This has plunged the Southern Pole Star Lord into a state of hysterical despair.
