Although what exists here now is only a remnant of Pan Hao's consciousness, Pan Hao does not want to perish because of it.
Especially since when his consciousness dies, it would mean the barrier on this rod would be broken and the secrets it holds would be exposed.
With Pan Hao's selfish personality, he would certainly not be willing to let that happen.
Therefore, with a cold snort, filled with anger, he set aside the rod and focused all his energy on the barrier below.
Pan Hao could sense the terrifying nature of this attack, and relying solely on the barrier raised earlier would struggle to withstand Lin Chen's fierce assault. Even Pan Hao could not afford a moment of negligence.
But in doing so, he had to let go of his offensive.
"Damn it."
Pan Hao cursed, evidently not expecting Lin Chen to be such a tough opponent.
"Indeed, he has a weakness!"
