Having suffered a significant loss, Cang Mingzi dared not directly block Meng Kuang’s moves again. If he got hit a couple more times, he would undoubtedly go bankrupt.2

Cang Mingzi kept dodging and weaving through the attacks, attempting to find an opportunity to seize the immortal peach from Lu Yang’s grasp.0

But when it came to experience in snatching things, how could Cang Mingzi possibly compare to Meng Kuang? The moment Cang Mingzi’s finger twitched, Meng Kuang saw through his intentions and preemptively cut off his routes.0

With his moves predicted and unable to withstand the great saber head-on, Cang Mingzi quickly found himself at a disadvantage.0

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Center of the river.0

Although Meng Potian cultivated for less than two millennia, shorter than the elders of the Dao-Seeking Sect, his talent for cultivation and combat was extraordinary—evident from Meng Jingzhou’s prowess. At the Fusion Stage, no one was a match for Meng...1