If the Primordial Holy Land were to produce another monster like this, the Void Holy Land would have to give way even more in the Cloud Realm from now on.
Time flew by.
The Avatar of Void Saint still stood guard here.
When he last decimated that young man's final drop of blood, the opponent had already been suspended in the void for a year.
Eroded by the void, his flesh had decayed, even the Divine Blood had dimmed.
Three years had now passed, and still, there was no sign of life inside.
The Void Saint had calculated, based on the dimness and depth he had previously observed in Li Hao's Divine Blood, that after these three years, the power of the void should have completely decayed it.
That is to say, even if the other side was still hidden in here, he would have already rotted away, unable to disguise his aura anymore.
Just like prey chased by a hunter into a cave, even though it doesn't come out for a long time, it has already starved to death inside, or even rotted away.
