C1220 The Odds of Winning

The sense of impending doom was palpable as the killing intent zeroed in on him. Luo Xiu was acutely aware that he stood no chance against the Mysterious Yellow Holy Lord's strike.

His cultivation was utterly depleted, but even at his peak, he would have been no match for such a formidable supreme expert.

"The sorrow of being weak," he lamented, shaking his head with a wry smile