At the same time, Jiu Ri was growing more anxious the longer the battle went on!
Because his Eight Divisions Massacre had been taken away, the rejection reaction within his body was growing stronger.
Now, he could only maintain it for less than three breaths of time.
Jiu Ri still hadn't taken down Wang Teng, and he sighed with despair in his heart.
At this moment, his combat power had already fallen to 650,000.
"Alas~!"
It seems I have no choice but to give up temporarily!
He needed to quickly retreat to the Ninth Hall and catch his breath.
He still had a means to seal the Jiu Ri Hall.
That was his last resort to save his life.
As long as the seal was successful, even a strong practitioner at Earth Tier Fourth Heaven would be trapped in the Divine Hall and might not get out for ten years.
As for someone like Wang Teng, the time trapped would probably start at a hundred years.
Once he healed, his strength was certain to improve significantly.
