The two gods in the System's entertainment room were now watching in shock and disbelief.
"That's weird. The attack just now should have been a skill belonging to the Vigorous Spirit Lord where it erupts its entire body's power and blood to activate an extremely powerful strike. Why does it seem like this Venerable One wasn't the slightest bit affected by it?" Death said in bewilderment.
"You're right. Although that Black Pot of mine has great defense, it can't completely block such a vigorous pummel strike from the Spirit Lord. Now that we look at it, this Venerable One must have an extraordinary card in his hand," marveled Culinary God.
"Well, that makes sense, especially with the existence of a mysterious space like this one. This isn't something we can easily figure out," Death suddenly said.
After using such a quick and violent attack, the owner of those five fingers appeared to be somewhat drained of its strength.
