"How could this be?"
Tuyuan was struck by extreme terror. He racked his brain but could not fathom the key to this mystery. At this moment, it was not just Tuyuan; the experts from both the Human Race and the Demon Race held the same doubt: How was Xu Chen doing it? His internal Spiritual Power seemed truly inexhaustible.
"This Human Race brat is no simple character," the Demon Race powerhouse Moke stared at Xu Chen with a grave expression, speaking slowly after a long silence. "He has mastered an extremely formidable cultivation technique of the devouring variety. He is devouring and refining the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth while he fights. His internal energy has remained above seventy percent from start to finish. Attempting to exhaust him is clearly a mistaken strategy."
At this moment, the gaze he cast upon Xu Chen was cold, laced with undisguised murderous intent. With victory so close at hand, he had never expected a monster like Xu Chen to emerge and turn the outcome back into an uncertainty. If a battle that was essentially in the bag were to be lost because of one Xu Chen, Moke would truly despise him to the core—he felt that only by hacking Xu Chen into eight pieces could he vent the hatred in his heart.
Chapter 142