Dark claws shot toward Zi Ji in her human form, while she continuously controlled Yin Erosion Water to block the attacks. The two forces canceled each other out, leaving one human and one demon locked in a war of attrition.
A worried look appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's normally cool face. Although she had faith in her husband, Ning Rongrong and Oscar, who had been left outside, faced enormous danger. No one knew what trump cards these drastically changed Soul Beasts might still possess.
Zi Ji's recovery ability was not as formidable as Xiong Jun's. Moreover, unlike Xiong Jun, who often fought with his body, she relied more on energy to counterattack. Maintaining this stalemate was also draining her heavily.
After swallowing a pill, Zi Ji's previously waning aura surged once more.
Surprise flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. She had not expected Soul Beasts to possess something akin to food-type creations. She then took out one of Oscar's sausages and began eating.
Unlike other arrogant gods, Zhu Zhuqing had always been cautious. Her childhood experiences had shaped her that way, so before setting out, she had asked Oscar for a batch of sausages.
Though Oscar had been surprised by Zhu Zhuqing's request, he had merely smiled and told her, "They're only Soul Beasts. We might not even need my sausages." Still, he had carefully made a batch for her.
Zhu Zhuqing watched her husband's golden hair gleam brilliantly beneath the sunlight. He was so spirited, so proud and powerful, that she dismissed the thought of giving him the sausages.
After so many years without battle, as the God of War, he was probably already eager to welcome a new fight.
She and he would always be together, so did it really matter whether she gave him those sausages? Yet what happened