A splitting headache suddenly shot through Zhao Rui, and he had no choice but to redirect most of his energy back to his Charm Technique to resist the Demon Sound.
Their Power levels were currently about the same, and since both specialized in Divine Soul Attacks, they were surprisingly locked in an even fight.
"Heavenly Demon Illusionary Sound Technique, copy progress at three percent..."
'So slow!'
Seeing that his prolonged assault was getting nowhere and the system's copying was so slow, Zhao Rui didn't dare drag out the fight, afraid his opponent had some dirty trick up his sleeve.
'I'd better just run and get those big shots to come deal with him.'
With that thought, Zhao Rui launched a flurry of attacks, preparing to disengage and retreat.
However, before he could take a step to flee, the space above the chasm floor suddenly blazed with light. A beam of sword energy, like a bolt of lightning, tore through the air and shot down toward the youth.
