"This demon surely cannot hold out much longer. There is no way he can wield such a powerful treasure for long!"
The Radiant Night Palace Master clenched her teeth, a vicious gleam flashing through her ice-blue eyes.
She turned to Su Xin beside her and said urgently, "Su Xin, let us grit our teeth and weather these few rounds of fierce attacks.
"Once his true essence is exhausted, his qi and blood run dry, and his killing intent weakens, we will still have a chance. Do not let his imposing presence frighten you. Give it everything and fight him!"
Before her words had faded, the phantom images of the "seven waning moons" around her swelled once more, blazing with light!
The cold unleashed by the Seven Nights Great Method swept toward Qing Chen like a tide.
The Radiant Night Sword in her hand flickered with light, instantly transforming into countless strands of ice.
Unlike before, these strands no longer clashed head-on with the Vajra Mound's Buddhist light. Instead, like festering sores that could not be shaken off, they wound tightly toward Qing Chen's body.
She intended to drain Qing Chen's mental focus and strength as quickly as possible, holding out until the Vajra Mound's power waned.
As for Qing Chen, although his expression remained composed, inwardly he was indeed extremely anxious.
He could feel the blood baleful intent power within his baleful core rapidly melting away at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The essence blood within his two Brahma apertures poured into the Vajra Mound in vast quantities, like water bursting through a breached dam.
The white-bone Immortal-Locking Gourds he had unleashed earlier had already consumed most of their "reserves." Their light dimmed as they turned into three streaks of white light and withdrew into his sea of