"----"
After who knew how long, the constant roar of explosions gradually died down across the mountainous wilderness.
The battlefield had already been reduced to scorched earth.
Flames burned everywhere among the mountains, while charred marks covered the ground, making it look as though it had been ravaged by artillery fire.
"Haha."
Heavy panting faintly echoed through the air, coming from the mouths of the two people facing each other.
Su Ming was kneeling on one knee, propping himself up with his saber, while Mo Leng stood with difficulty, his body covered in wounds. Both of them were panting heavily. It was obvious that they had been thoroughly drained.
The battle had already lasted nearly ten minutes.
Ten minutes of fierce combat had left both sides seemingly exhausted, their strength almost completely spent.
The Pattern Sight on Su Ming's forehead had disappeared.
His Spiritual Power had already been supplying Xiao Hai'er, and now he had also used it to activate Pattern Sight and cast Spiritual Arts in battle. Naturally, the consumption was even greater. If he did not stop, he feared he would not have enough Spiritual Power left to support Xiao Hai'er's evolution.
Thus, three minutes ago, Su Ming had been forced to cancel Pattern Sight, causing the power of his Spiritual Arts to drop sharply.
Mo Leng was in equally poor condition.
Using Pattern Sight consumed a great deal of Spiritual Power. The longer it was maintained, the greater the consumption. Demonization, which stood on equal footing with Pattern Sight, was naturally the same.
If Mo Leng had not been a Five-star Hunter, with more Demonic Power than ordinary Four-star Hunters, he probably would have been unable to maintain Demonization any longer.
Of course, at first glance, Mo Leng seemed to be in slightly better condition than Su