His breathing was even, his strength abundant, and his face wore an almost hysterical smile of victory.
“What do you think?”
Jin Wuhao’s voice contained an almost provocative arrogance, which seeped out like poison from every word, “Can you still fight? How many more times can your spiritual power last? Three times? Five times? Or ten times?”
“I have plenty of time to play with you! I can play with you until the end of time!”
Zi’er gritted her teeth and remained silent.
His purple longsword was once again held horizontally in front of him, but the light on the sword seemed dimmer than before. The soft, deep purple faded, replaced by a pale, almost transparent color.
He knew that he would truly break down.
His spiritual power had been drained to a critical point. If he finished off Jin Wuhao two or three more times, he would lose his fighting ability completely.
Jin Wuhao seemed to have realized this as well, and his smile became even more arrogant: “It seems like you are truly nearing the end of your life. In that case, I will toy with you for a bit longer. Once you are completely exhausted, I will slowly finish you and that David off!”
He raised the golden sword once again, and golden light condensed on the blade again, like a rising sun in his hand.
His laughter echoed throughout the valley, carrying a sense of controlled confidence: “Today, none of you will escape!”
David looked at Zi’er’s trembling back, Jin Wuhao’s triumphant smile that burned like an unquenchable fire, and those who had collapsed on the ground, losing all fighting spirit. His fists clenched and loosened, loosened and loosened again.
An unprecedented feeling of anxiety and helplessness suddenly rose within him.
Zi’er had put in all his strength, finishing and restarting dozens of times; he had poured all his strength into this battle.
With his own cultivation being at the second rank of the Golden Immortal Realm, he was completely incapable of participating in battles of this level. He couldn’t even get close to the battlefield, let alone help Zi’er.
Jin Wuhao’s immortality comes from the protection of the gods in the upper realm. As long as that protection remained, he could never be killed.
Zi’er’s power will eventually be exhausted. Once he fell, no one in the entire Black Abyss Valley would be able to withstand Jin Wuhao’s attack.
Am I really going to fail here today?
He gritted his teeth, complex light swirling in his purple eyes.
His gaze swept across the devil cultivators who were curled up on the ground, the god race cultivators who had lost their souls, the battlefield where golden and dark red blood mixed, and finally fell on Jin Wuhao’s haughty face.
Then his gaze fell on the golden holy sword in Jin Wuhao’s hand.
The sword was the symbol of the divine emperor’s authority, a supreme artifact passed down for tens of thousands of years in the divine race’s main hall, and also a symbol of Jinwuhao’s power.
If he could destroy or take away that sword, would Jin Wuhao’s combat strength be affected?
However the sword was infused with the power of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, making it impossible for him to touch it.
He turned to Jiang Xuelan beside him, his voice gentle: “Xuelan, can your Ice God power freeze that sword? Even for a moment.”
Jiang Xuelan was silent for a moment, looked at the holy sword shining golden in the distance, then looked at David’s eyes, and bit her lip: “I don’t know but I can try.”
David held her hand: “Then let’s try it together.”
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the primary conflict described in the chapter snippet?
A: The chapter snippet describes an ongoing, brutal battle between Zi’er and Jin Wuhao, where Jin Wuhao repeatedly revives after being defeated.
Q: How is Zi’er affected by the prolonged fight?
A: Zi’er is becoming increasingly exhausted, with her movements slowing, breath quickening, and spiritual power nearly depleted.
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