Upon careful examination, it felt different. The opponent was not relying on their own internal strength, but on this Heavenly Palace, this relic—
Her thoughts began to scatter even more.
Perhaps, including those one hundred pipelines controlling the Bronze Giants, their energy source was similarly arranged. It wasn't that the opponent's own strength had reached that level, but rather the environment aided them.
This understanding was not shallow, realized in a sudden flash of insight, but unfortunately had no practical impact. Coming back to her senses, Qiao Wan still had to face that impassable passageway, the bronze legion and the Curse Masters who seemed like immortals descending to earth.
Qiao Wan promptly retreated and regrouped with Ban Han. The two Class A Curse Masters teamed up to organize a front, yet inevitably they were pushed again and again, as the giants trampled down the passageway, flattening the muddy lake bed, unconsciously cornering the trial participants.
