Even though spirit stones kept appearing in one of her hands, each rapidly went from crystal clear to dull and lusterless, finally losing every trace of spiritual energy.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang grew increasingly pale, sweat pouring from her forehead and temples.
Under this relentless assault, she struggled to maintain the azure cloak's defenses. More than half the spiritual power in her body had already been consumed.
She could only replenish it by continuously absorbing spirit stones and swallowing medicinal pills, but her rate of consumption still far outstripped the speed at which she absorbed spiritual energy.
A thick layer of mutilated Dark Spirit Demon Bat corpses had piled up on the ground around her, blood flowing everywhere.
Clearly, she was expending enormous amounts of magical power every moment.
Blood continued to spray through the air like rain. The meridians in her body had begun to sting from absorbing the spirit stones' energy too rapidly.
Before she could refine any of that spiritual energy, she was channeling it out through her hand, using her body as little more than a conduit.
Under these circumstances, even with plenty of spirit stones and pills that restored spiritual energy, she could not hold out for long.
Corroded by the impurities in the unrefined spiritual energy and the toxins in the pills she swallowed, her body would collapse first.
And only fifteen breaths had passed since she brought out the Marsh Thunder Bear. She had advanced barely sixty zhang.
The female cultivator surnamed Yang knew she could not keep this up. She had to refine the rampaging spiritual power inside her immediately.
Gritting her teeth, she immediately stopped the Marsh Thunder Bear from advancing and had it guard her side. She needed to seize what time she could to sit and regulate her