As time passed, the Artifact Spirit's mental power gradually fell from seventy percent to sixty percent, then weakened further to fifty percent.
With only fifty percent of its mental power left, the Artifact Spirit sensed the crisis. At that moment, it felt that it had to end the battle quickly.
Otherwise, things would soon become dangerous for it.
Thus, anxiety appeared on the Artifact Spirit's face as it constantly scanned all the gray-white mist.
But the gray-white mist remained completely unchanged, making it impossible to discern anything from it.
And so, as time passed.
The Artifact Spirit grew truly anxious. By then, its anxiety was practically written all over its face.
For the Artifact Spirit, this was the most dangerous crisis it had ever encountered.
If it could not resolve this crisis, death would be waiting for it.
Lin Xuan fixed his gaze on the gray-white mist. He knew perfectly well that if this stalemate continued, he would definitely be the one to lose in the end.
Thus, the Artifact Spirit gritted its teeth and began searching for Lin Xuan among all the gray-white mist once more.
Although this decision was rather foolish,
it was one the Artifact Spirit had no choice but to make.
Because at this moment, the Artifact Spirit had no other options. If it could not find Lin Xuan, it would have no room left to fight back.
It would be worn to death right here.
That was not an outcome the Artifact Spirit wanted to see.
Far away.
When Lin Xuan saw the Artifact Spirit's condition, he gave a cold laugh. From the look in the Artifact Spirit's eyes, Lin Xuan could tell that it had nearly reached its true limit.
At this moment,
it was also time for Lin Xuan to act.
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