Inside the grand formation.
The Heavenly-level battle came to a close.
Ye Qiu lay sprawled on the ground, nearly exhausted.
Miao Shan wasn't as disheveled as Ye Qiu; he still had plenty of strength left. He said, "You insisted on fighting him alone. If I had stepped in earlier, you wouldn't have used up all your energy."
"It's because you're here, Master, that I dared to do it. Otherwise, I truly couldn't contend against an actual Heavenly-level opponent," Ye Qiu replied.
Just half a stick of incense ago, Ye Qiu had been battling that shadow powerhouse for a long time without involving Miao Shan. If Ye Qiu's demonic power was at the true emperor level, he obviously could have continued the fight indefinitely, but since the core within his demon body was only at king level, not matching the physical body, the longer the fight dragged on, the less strength he had left.
Ultimately, he had to have Miao Shan step in, and together they took down the shadow powerhouse.
