Having successfully slaughtered a Half-Saint, Xu Xuan entered another period of weakness.
"Battle Armor Immortal Spirit, come out here and explain why I've become so weak!"
The Battle Armor Immortal Spirit emerged from his body, turned back into a little figure, and sat on Xu Xuan's shoulder.
Xu Xuan, meanwhile, sat weakly on the ground.
The power within his body had now dissipated completely.
"Master, I forgot to tell you. Every time you use this power, it drains you dry and leaves you weakened for a long time."
"So weak that even an ordinary person with a weapon could hurt you."
Xu Xuan: "..."
Even without the Battle Armor Immortal Spirit saying anything, Xu Xuan could feel how fragile his body was.
His body was like something made of paper, as though the slightest touch could poke a hole through it.
"I know the Ten Thousand Fiends Abyss is no tourist destination. With my body this fragile, how do you expect me to get around here?"
Xu Xuan gritted his teeth in anger. The Battle Armor Immortal Spirit hadn't told him beforehand, leaving his body terribly fragile now.
He feared that any ordinary person carrying a weapon could hurt him.
The Battle Armor Immortal Spirit spread his hands and said helplessly, "Master, you didn't ask!"
"And you're still talking?"
Furious, Xu Xuan swung his hand and slapped the Battle Armor Immortal Spirit straight off his shoulder and onto the ground.
The Battle Armor Immortal Spirit tumbled across the ground before flying back up.
"Don't worry, Master. From now on, I'll protect you. No one will dare hurt you!"
The Battle Armor Immortal Spirit spoke with a chuckle.
Xu Xuan: "..."
What could he do with an immortal spirit like this?
"Master, I sense the presence of another living being nearby."