In just a brief moment of exchange between Zhang Yu and Wuying, the ground cracked layer by layer with their collisions.
The terrifying force continuously twisted and shattered the earth with each strike, turning into clouds of dust that shot up into the sky, scattering in all directions, gradually covering the entire battlefield.
Several clusters of blood mist erupted from Zhang Yu's body, although severely injured repeatedly, he managed to endure with the powerful defensive capabilities of the Sacred Body of Civil Engineering.
"Oh?" Wuying, witnessing this scene, grew increasingly surprised, saying with some astonishment, "It seems I'll have to spend a little more time to subdue you without killing you."
Zhang Yu's gaze grew deeper, his whole being like a silent abyss.
He understood that with a Foundation Establishment battling a Golden Core, there was absolutely no chance of winning.
