Aftermath

Zhao Xuan turned back and saw that Dai Mubai and the others were still locked in battle with his Illusionary Body. Since it had not used any Soul Skills, it could hold on a while longer.

But they had learned by example and were already moving closer. Once they converged, they would likely attack Zhao Xuan's real body. Surrounded from above and below, he would truly have nowhere to hide and nowhere to evade.

Xiao Wu wanted to teleport back, but if she left, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing would likely be defeated by Zhao Xuan's Illusionary Body in an instant. She could only grit her teeth and stay.

Light flashed in Zhao Xuan's hand, and a purplish-gold lightning spear appeared. The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning came from his own power, so it did not consume Soul Power, though every use drained a great deal of stamina.

His Soul Power was only in the forties, giving him no advantage against so many people like Tang San and the others. He had therefore kept his abundant stamina as his trump card, playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses. Now, it was time for one final gamble.

At the same time, he made up his mind. In the future, he had to further develop the power of his divine lightning. Other than physical combat, he simply had too few ways to attack.

Ma Hongjun, flying in the sky, saw the lightning spear in Zhao Xuan's hand, then caught sight of the huge pit blasted out by the previous lightning sphere. His face turned deathly pale.

Hermione did not look much better. After such an intense battle, she was growing tired as well, and crystalline sweat was already trickling down her cheeks.

"Fatty, hold on a little longer. Boss Dai and the