South Country Journey (IV)

Of course, being hit did not mean Wang Quan Baye and the other two had lost the ability to resist. Though the three of them had practically taken a flashbang head-on and were temporarily blinded before they even had time to close their eyes, their superb tactical instincts still allowed them to respond. Standing with swords in hand, they relied on their unaffected hearing and the special connection between their three masks to swiftly form a small triangular formation. Wang Quan Baye took the point, while Li Quzhuo and Li Zizai occupied the two rear corners. Together, they blocked the crescent-shaped slashes launched by the Demon King across from them and used their mana to disperse the poison hidden within those attacks.

But Wang Quan Baye and the other two were not the only ones suffering.

Chi Huo, Shi Tang, Ximen Chuisha, the young book attendant, and the other people in town had nearly been blinded as well. Tears streamed down their faces, while some with weaker pain tolerance clutched their eyes, collapsed to the ground, and cried out in agony. After all, the damage caused by a move like a flashbang going off was almost like someone forcefully stabbing two red-hot chopsticks straight into one's eyeballs. Even a hardened man could not necessarily endure that without screaming.

For Chi Huo, Shi Tang, and Ximen Chuisha, however,

the pain they endured was less severe than it was for ordinary people.

They were also less affected than ordinary people.

Because they had mana within them.

Although the supernatural system of the Fox Demon Plane emphasized Qi Cultivation over body cultivation, and every skilled Human Race cultivator was a glass cannon with terrifying offensive power, once they lost their magic treasures and ranged advantage, they were often beaten senseless. Their lifespans were