"I can't hold on at all!"
The battle had reached a deadlock.
Zhang Zhongmou bared his teeth in pain, blood already seeping from all over his body.
The White Flame was far too terrifying.
He did not even possess an innate physical body. How could he possibly withstand it?
And once he used spiritual essence, even if he could block some of the damage, the pain of the scorching fire refining his spiritual essence was no less than the pain he had blocked.
"Boom boom—"
Violent explosions rang out from the battlefield, sweeping in every direction.
"I can't take it at all!"
Zhang Zhongmou gritted his teeth and swung the Jue Ming Whip in his hand.
Every time the Jue Ming Whip collided with the skeletal giant, he felt as though he were being torn apart alive. The impacts made his organs convulse.
That fellow's every punch and kick looked so light and effortless.
Yet when they landed on an ordinary spiritual cultivator, every move was no less powerful than an ordinary Throne-level spiritual technique!
"Too terrifying."
"With that Throne body, coupled with flames capable of refining spiritual essence and even the Heavenly Dao, it was practically designed to crush every spiritual cultivator to death!"
"I can't keep this up..."
Zhang Zhongmou pondered inwardly.
As the battle dragged on, he felt his condition worsening by the moment.
At first, he could still seize the instant when he shattered the opponent's mind and catch the Jue Ming Whip after it flew from his hand.
But after a short while, even catching the whip had become difficult.
There had even been a moment when his limbs faltered, and he had nearly died on the spot.
Fortunately, he had pushed Heavenly Shadow Veil to its limit in time, barely evading one Heavenly God