Time passed by, second by second, and both sides remained locked in what appeared to be a stalemate. Gradually, however, Rong Yang's offensive began to weaken.0

From tentative probing attacks at first to later full-force assaults, Rong Yang had been operating continuously within his domain. But maintaining a domain consumed a vast amount of energy. Even for a Great Nymph King, sustained combat like this was not something that could be endured for long.0

Yet Tang San seemed like a bottomless pit. The stronger the opponent's attack, the more he assimilated; the weaker the attack, the less he assimilated. He was like a rubber ball, molded and squeezed at will, but his life assimilation never wavered.0

Rong Yang's voice sounded beside Tang...0