"We escaped! We really escaped!"
"Di Tian! You were too arrogant, too careless! You underestimated me, too! You didn't even seal off the space!"
Drenched in blood, his aura weakened to an almost unimaginable degree, Zhongli Wu had become somewhat unhinged.
He essentially relied on Beast Spirits to fight. The Bone Dragon had been his bound Beast Spirit, but not his only one. As the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and a Level 98 Super Douluo, how could he possibly have had no backup plan?
He had escaped that area by detonating the Beast Spirits of two rare spatial soul beasts. Both had been powerful soul beasts seventy or eighty thousand years old.
Detonating two Beast Spirits had not affected Zhongli Wu all that much. The real problem was the loss of his bound Beast Spirit, the Bone Dragon, which was bound to diminish his combat strength.
Sure enough, Zhongli Wu's soul power level had already fallen from that of a Level 98 Super Douluo to Level 93.
This was no exaggeration. After all, he had relied on the Bone Dragon to advance all the way from Soul Douluo to Super Douluo without encountering a single obstacle.
Had he not broken through to Level 98 in recent years and spent so long consolidating his cultivation, he might already have reverted to a Soul Douluo.
Whether he was a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo made little difference to Zhongli Wu now. With his cultivation diminished and his Beast Spirit lost, he did not even dare summon anyone from the Holy Spirit Cult to pick him up.
No one knew better than he did what sort of people filled the Holy Spirit Cult. Even his mother, Ye Xishui, had little affection for him. If he dared return now, he might