Despair was like an endless night, swallowing everyone whole.
The terrifying aura of an Out of Body stage cultivator spread outward. Without the aid of an array, they were even seriously wounded.
Under such circumstances, whether Zhu Hanwei or the others, their bodies trembled slightly. After repeatedly enduring despair, hope, then despair again, they had long since been drained in body and mind, with not even the courage to resist remaining.
Only Su Shi'er's gaze blazed. Though his heartbeat had accelerated to the limit, his mind remained calm and composed.
Under the pressure of the opponent's terrifying aura, his physical body was like a small boat adrift in the wind, trembling and swaying without cease.
Yet the hand gripping the bow and arrow never loosened.
Bloodstains continued spreading up to his shoulders, and both arms were nearly crippled.
This scene left the already despairing crowd astonished.
They did not understand what Su Shi'er was still persisting for.
With the Demon Shadow Palace Venerable Lord's cultivation restored, he was simply not an existence a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could contend against.
Moreover, activating such a powerful move required an astonishing amount of True Yuan.
After battle upon battle, Su Shi'er had likewise suffered repeated wounds, and his True Yuan consumption far surpassed everyone else's.
No matter how one looked at it, he should have been at the end of his tether by now.
If he barely managed to activate Thousand Year Strike, then against the Demon Shadow Palace Venerable Lord before his cultivation had recovered, there might still have been a sliver of hope.
But now, the opponent's cultivation had recovered. Even with injuries, the disparity in realms was like an impassable heavenly chasm lying before them.
Feeling the puzzled gazes of his companions behind him, Su Shi'er said nothing.
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