Dragon Suppression!
As the ghostly hands drew closer and closer, Li Zongxu stopped merely fleeing and struck back with savage force.
One hammer blow sent heaven crumbling and earth splitting.
Boundless fiery energy seemed to become a mountain descending from the sky, ruthlessly crushing the ghostly hands reaching up from below.
After landing his strike, Li Zongxu did not linger to fight. He immediately shot upward with Li Xiao. By the time the ghostly hands pursued them again, the two had already flown a considerable distance.
From then on, Li Zongxu counterattacked whenever the ghostly hands were about to catch them, then swiftly retreated once he had suppressed them.
Repeating the same trick over and over, he kept Li Xiao sheltered beneath his wings. Neither the monsters around them nor the ghostly hands below could harm Li Xiao.
However, Li Xiao keenly noticed that Li Zongxu was beginning to tire.
That was perfectly normal. Since descending into the Demon Pit, Li Zongxu had been fighting without a moment's rest. Once Li Xiao obtained the magical treasure, Li Zongxu had to contend not only with the monsters surrounding the cliff walls, but also with the ghostly hands below.
Dragon Suppression was clearly one of Li Zongxu's killing moves. Using it so frequently had to be enormously draining.
Looking at it that way, Li Zongxu had actually shown remarkable endurance. Moreover, a Zombie King's greatest strength was defense. Ordinary zombies, however numerous, probably would not have been his match. Only circumstances like these could have increased his expenditure so drastically.
"The exit is still at least a hundred thousand meters away. I can't just sit here waiting to die!"
Li Xiao was not sure whether Li Zongxu could hold out until they reached the exit, but he disliked placing all his hopes