The battle continued. Zi You completely overwhelmed the Lord of the Wraiths. If not for his obnoxious talent, she would have slapped him to death long ago.
Wu Shaozhen only needed to apply poison, but every time he did, the old bastard would suddenly unleash a burst of power. Fortunately, he always kept a lifesaving skill ready before approaching.
The Lord of the Wraiths' health slowly dwindled. No matter how furious he became, it made no difference. Against a god-tier powerhouse, he could barely fight back. Meanwhile, the ant in his eyes kept eating away at his life like the Grim Reaper. Yet, despite being an ant he should have been able to crush with one slap, Wu Shaozhen simply refused to die, leaving him utterly frustrated.
The battle went on like this for almost three full hours before the Lord of the Wraiths' health finally bottomed out...
"Fuck, this old bastard had a full 500 million health," Wu Shaozhen grumbled. Even with his poison dealing over three million damage per minute, the fight had taken almost three hours. Without Zi You, he would have been beaten within an inch of his life over and over.
By now, the Lord of the Wraiths had begun to panic. He kept trying to escape, but his speed was a joke compared to Zi You's. No matter where he fled, she easily cut him off.
"Young friend, spare me. I'm willing to become your servant," the Lord of the Wraiths pleaded with Wu Shaozhen.
Wu Shaozhen ignored him completely. He didn't believe so much as a punctuation mark of what this bastard said. Killing him was the only way to rest easy.
"Ah! Why? I refuse to accept this!!"
At last, the Lord of the Wraiths let out one final roar before turning