It's impossible to use the current information like I did against the Cosmetic Surgery Family, just a word and they'd fall apart...
Libra, combat power, Dao heart, mechanism, the Three Phases, all maxed out, perfect like a god.
The Old Principal fought Sagittarius, and Wen Xishu was merely an observer, feeling none of the main pressure.
But when it was his turn, he fully realized the horror of Libra.
The numbers were so exaggerated that even when he nearly exhausted all his trump cards, they only left a slight trace, seemingly because the opponent purposely didn't dodge.
The mechanism... this mechanism really is a headache. Just a glance and I'm dead. We're simply not on the same level.
Facing a half-darkened constellation on its home ground, as expected... it was still too early.
Thinking about this, Wen Xishu suddenly felt like lying down and not moving.
Why is this world so damn hard to save? Shouldn't someone else do it?
