"Phew..."
Atop the Demon Emperor Black Dragon's head, Xu Xiaoshou switched his consciousness back and let out a long breath.
Tired! So tired! This brief battle—multitasking, plotting against Rao Yaoyao and Yan Wuse, deciphering the Heavenly Secrets Divine Envoy at the same time, while constantly guarding against every possible contingency Dao Hall Master might have left behind—had been more exhausting than all his previous battles combined.
Not only had his body suffered the backlash of Mountain-Sea Reliance, but his mind was utterly drained as well.
The only two fortunate things were that nothing unexpected had happened, and that the one injured was the Second True Body, which had little to do with Xu Xiaoshou's true body.
Once his consciousness returned, Xu Xiaoshou's pain vanished.
Aside from some lingering mental exhaustion, he regained that detached feeling of being outside it all.
Looking at the Fallen Abyss ruins below, even more desolate than the ruins of the First Hall of Sin, breathing the far-from-fresh air after battle and enjoying this fleeting peace, Xu Xiaoshou could not help but sigh:
"Peaceful years..."
He had no choice but to switch his consciousness back.
Using the Heart Sword Technique to restrain two Saints, shattering Yan Wuse with an outpouring of energy, severing one of Rao Yaoyao's arms with Yousi Sword—Xu Xiaoshou had already reached his limit.
Yet this had merely caught the enemy off guard.
It was like how the First Hall of Sin had used Situ Yongen against Number Two, then used Yu Lingdi against Number Two.
Once there was no Situ Yongen or Yu Lingdi, the moment Number Two broke free, Xu Xiaoshou had nearly been instantly killed on the spot.
And at this time, it was plainly unlikely that another Mr. Siren would arrive in time to save him.
Likewise, so long