After the Blood Lotus was broken, Huo Hai remained exactly as before, without the slightest change. The spiritual power within him had actually consumed nearly five percent in that single strike. For an ordinary Spirit Master, that would already have been a great deal.
One had to know that Huo Hai possessed more than ten times the spiritual power of an ordinary Spirit Venerable. That five percent was equivalent to half the spiritual power in Blood Rose's body. The power of a move capable of forcing Huo Hai to expend so much spiritual power in one go was self-evident.
But Blood Rose was not doing very well at this moment. Her face was pale, and she panted heavily. All the spiritual power in her body had been exhausted in that last attack. Not long after the battle had begun, Blood Rose had already drained all her spiritual power. It was clear that she had given it everything she had. As she looked at Huo Hai, an incomparably complicated expression filled her eyes.
"You won." Blood Rose looked at Huo Hai and, after a long while, finally spoke. She could tell that Huo Hai had barely expended anything. What Blood Rose did not know was that not only had Huo Hai consumed little, but his recovery speed was even faster.
Huo Hai shook his head. "Let's call it a draw. Aren't you still fine as well?" The outcome was obvious, but the person before him was not an enemy. Huo Hai did not want Blood Rose to lose too much face. Yet Blood Rose did not care about such things at all.
"Losing means losing. There is no need to say more. No matter what happens after this battle, from this day onward, I have nothing whatsoever to do with the