Tang Chi was becoming more and more afraid, more and more terrified; he exerted even the strength he had when nursing from his mother!
The Great Delaying Technique was pushed to its utmost by him. Enduring it, the baldy's blinking still looked normal, showing not a single reaction!
What was even more terrifying was that the other party showed no intention of releasing any strength whatsoever. Otherwise, had he unloaded even the slightest bit of force, the power of a Semi-Saint would have been enough to turn this expanse of starry sky into nothingness!
Yet the stones around the bald man didn't have a single crack, clearly demonstrating that he absorbed all the power into his body.
Withstanding the relentless bombardment of a Semi-Saint without budging an inch...
"Has he become a Saint?" Tang Chi wanted to cry.
