For Bai Zhi, lasting thirty minutes was no hardship at all. If anything, it was easy.
Under the effect of the [Divinity] trait, the most dangerous Mutated Pollution posed no threat to him. Combined with the [Spiritual Source] trait and the high mobility granted by [Ghost Domain], prolonged battles were exactly what he feared least.
In fact, Bai Zhi had already tried killing one or two of those Flesh Kin earlier, hoping to add something to his Ghost Soldier. But he had forgotten what being a retainer meant.
As long as one was a retainer, everything they possessed belonged to their Master, including their soul. The [Spirit Control] trait had no way of snatching souls from the hands of those Evil Gods.
By the same logic, even the [Retainer] lower-tier [Kin] were no different. These kin abandoned here had already rotted beyond saving; there was basically no cure for them.
Although Bai Zhi was not afraid of these things, he had no desire to get entangled by creatures that outnumbered him by tens of thousands. After all, the kin had all sorts of methods. If he stayed in one place for even a few seconds, hundreds of Negative Status effects would come flying at him.
Silence, disarm, spirit drain, slow, bleeding... They were simply impossible to guard against.
When he had stopped earlier to kill a few Flesh Kin, nearly 2,000 points of his Spiritual Energy had been drained away. There were simply too many of them; two fists could not fend off four hands.
So Bai Zhi was in slightly better shape than Zi Qi and the others. He was immune to the Mutated Pollution, and when it came to mobility, no one could compare to him.
Even if his coordinates had been completely locked down, with Ghost Domain,