Xia Feng paid no attention to the wails and struggles of the surrounding prodigies, his eyes fixed directly on Zhang Baiyu. He then showed a somewhat teasing smile and, with a flick of his body, appeared beside Zhang Baiyu.
Zhang Baiyu trembled and instinctively wanted to flee, but quickly steadied his mind, his eyes fixed intently on Xia Feng.
"All your abilities rely on external forces, not your own strength. If you have what it takes, face me in a fair contest without using those Ancient Divine Artifacts."
Xia Feng looked at him as if he were a fool: "Would you give up those random life-saving items of yours?"
He clearly detected that Zhang Baiyu's means of manipulating the deaths were not derived from his own comprehension of the Great Dao of Time, but rather from some high-level tools akin to Puppet Techniques.
Therefore, when Xia Feng spoke, Zhang Baiyu was momentarily speechless, then retorted with a touch of indignation: "How can these two be compared?"
