Ling Tianyu looked at Sun Hui, his eyelids twitching with recognition at the sight of that blood-red hair, knowing what kind of elixir had been consumed. However, he couldn't understand how Sun Hui was willing to take such a drastic measure just for the sake of pride, at the cost of his own life.
At this moment, as Sun Hui and Wei Zifeng crossed hands once more, Wei Zifeng clearly couldn't hold on, as there was a level of cultivation between them. Earlier, he could withstand the attacks when the fight had just started and he was still confident, but now, he had no assurance at all.
The higher the cultivation, the greater the difference a single layer could make, even if it were just a sliver, that difference was still a gap, much like a scale of balance where the weight of an ant could cause an imbalance.
"Boom!"
