"How long can you hold on like this?"
Excitement twisted across Shakyamuni's face, thrilled at the prospect of Lu Ren exhausting himself to death.
Lu Ren's expression remained calm, even as the veins bulged all over his body from the exertion of fully activating the Three Lives True Scripture. His hands ceaselessly formed seal techniques, drawing high-dimensional level energy from the Red Dragon Inner Core, which collapsed into vast energy replenishment.
"At this level of exertion, I can last with you for a month."
"Hmph, arrogant."
Shakyamuni spoke no further. His earlier words weren't for reminiscing with Lu Ren or spouting lowbrow insults, but for using the power of Divine Thought. Buddhist True Words tirelessly aimed to affect Lu Ren's mind—his most proficient technique.
Yet no matter how he provoked, Lu Ren seemed entirely unaffected, showing not the slightest response.
