Wang Gan also roared, the dark scroll in his hand shook, and the vast magic light kept eroding the torrent of war behind him. "Haha, you still want to break through. Do you have vitality? Do you have energy? The spiritual elixir on your body is gone. I will use you in the starry sky with you. Then, let your vitality be exhausted and let me slaughter it!" Hong Zhao sneered repeatedly. He knew very well that as long as he fought in the starry sky, Wang Gan was absolutely at a disadvantage, because he could communicate with the gate of the fairy world at any time and get the replenishment of the fairy energy from it, but Wang Gan couldn't do it, and he would just go out but not in. Sooner or later, there would be times when he couldn't support it. So, Hong Zhao was not in a hurry, he wanted Wang Gan to die in despair in the starry sky!