"Is that all you've got?"
"Why are you dodging!"
"Do you think you're worthy of refining your body?"
Stringent shouts echoed across the plains beyond the mountain.
A massive figure, chased after the moon amidst the clouds, constantly assaulting the existence ahead of it.
Under Wang Yuan's attack, Lu Rong was forced to retreat continuously.
His body, covered in primordial armor, was shattered inch by inch.
Even though black smoke constantly gushed out of his body to repair the armor, a few breaths later, it ended up in tatters again.
The cracks in the armor resembled a drought-ridden land.
Under Wang Yuan's assaults, it appeared brittle.
"Why!"
"How can a body refinement practitioner reach such an extent!"
"The ferocity of this person is simply outrageous!"
Shock filled Lu Rong's heart and mind. Each resistance was met with defeat.
His face turned red, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"No, this won't do!"