Poison Dragon Venerable's pupils involuntarily contracted. He could tell that the faint radiance emanating from Ming Ruo was a spell similar to Luo Bei's Empty Clarity Lotus. As he resisted the invisible force Ming Ruo was crushing down upon him, Poison Dragon Venerable felt the power of his own spells instantly drop by thirty percent!
But even with his strength reduced by thirty percent, Poison Dragon Venerable did not fear Ming Ruo. After all, he could still withstand Ming Ruo's incomparably powerful force; it would merely worsen his injuries. But now, Luo Bei had turned around.
Within Poison Dragon Venerable's contracted pupils was reflected the even more vivid flush on Ming Ruo's face.
This brilliant flush was darker than before, carrying a thread of eerie charm.
This crimson flush, already somewhat bewitching, let Poison Dragon Venerable confirm that his earlier strike had indeed inflicted grievous internal injuries upon Ming Ruo. But why did Ming Ruo utterly disregard her own wounds and release her power without restraint?
In that instant, Poison Dragon Venerable's heart turned utterly cold.
Though he could not understand why Ming Ruo would do this, amid this deadlock of power, gathered from the powerful thoughts and wills of two people, Poison Dragon Venerable touched upon Ming Ruo's intent.
Ming Ruo intended to keep him here, to eliminate a powerful future enemy for Luo Bei!
Madwoman!
At that instant, Poison Dragon Venerable felt that Ming Ruo had completely gone mad. For a cultivator to attain a cultivation like Ming Ruo's or his own, what an immense price had to be paid?
Yet someone who had cultivated to such a realm would actually allow the wounds within her body to worsen beyond remedy, merely to help Luo Bei kill him?!
Screech!
A sword radiance like a blazing sun spanned a