At this moment, the battle between the two sides had reached its most intense point.
The middle-aged butcher controlled the puppet, which turned into raging lightning, one strike after another, hitting Xie Peng's body.
However, Xie Peng, who was specializing in the first method of combat, appeared extremely calm at this moment.
One defensive divine technique after another, the indifferent look in his eyes, made it seem as if this was just an appetizer for him.
The raging thunder, accompanied by the middle-aged butcher's Thunder Knife, continuously bombarded Xie Peng's divine protection shield.
Once a shield was shattered, another new one would rise, and Xie Peng's expression remained calm, without the slightest panic.
At this moment, the spectators outside the secret realm felt something was off between the two sides.
"No wonder it's one of the top sects in the Cultivation World, truly a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers." Zhan Ling exclaimed.
