After a long while, the curtain of rain subsided. Shen Lin let out a long breath, and his body in midair staggered involuntarily.
The Dao Entanglement unleashed through the power of two upgraded Great Daos was naturally not something Fosuo could withstand.
However, this method consumed quite a lot of Shen Lin's strength as well.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Lin looked at Fosuo, who was wrapped in a cloud of blood mist below him. With a thought, he began using the system to deduce a recovery.
He could sense that Fosuo's aura had grown extremely weak, leaving him barely clinging to life.
But in the end, there still had not been a system notification indicating that he had died.
To be safe, Shen Lin still used the system's deduction to restore his condition to its peak.
A moment later, Shen Lin, who had seemed somewhat dispirited, abruptly opened his eyes and became vigorous once more.
On the other side, the blood mist surrounding Fosuo also dispersed at that moment.
Fosuo had already been short and thin, but now he was even shorter by a section.
His legs had been chopped away below the calves, his right arm had been reduced to half its length, and all the flesh on the left half of his body had vanished, revealing stark white bones.
His heart could be vaguely seen within his chest cavity, still beating feebly.
It was only because he was a being of the Dao Integration Realm that he had survived. With such grievous injuries, anyone else would have died long ago.
At that moment, fury filled his scar-covered face. His still-intact eyes stared murderously at Shen Lin, as if flames were about to spurt from them.
"You... huff... you really deserve to die... huff..."
He kept gasping for