Upon hearing the name Bai Ze, Lu Mingyuan instinctively scanned his surroundings.
But after searching for a long while, he couldn't find a trace of Bai Ze.
'Gangzhu must be spouting nonsense,' he thought.
"How dare you cry wolf! Taste my blade!"
Lu Mingyuan unleashed a piercing slash, his blade stirring the heavens. The Sword Intent was as magnificent as a cloud bank stretching for a thousand miles.
It sent Gangzhu flying.
He had to admit, Gangzhu was incredibly durable.
Any other Great Cultivator of the Thirteenth Realm would have been slain long ago.
But Gangzhu, relying on the power of his Flesh Body, was trading blows with him evenly.
And this was a result achieved only with the amplification of the Panwu Banner.
'It seems I'm still a long way from being able to kill a Throne Great Demon,' he mused.
But he had the power of his Fate Grids.
As the battle dragged on, his "Martial Saint" Fate Grid began to slowly activate.
