At this moment, Lady Xu was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, her face pale, her entire body trembling slightly, clearly on the verge of exhausting her mana.
The competition within the Illusion Realm was not without harm to her. Every time an illusion was killed, it was as if a part of her Divine Soul was severed. If this person before her was to be killed again, she might not die, but she would be like a lamp with the oil dried up, with no power to fight back.
What made her even more uneasy was that she had barely held on for an hour, yet she still felt no sense of relief in her heart, making her inevitably anxious.
She reached into her sachet and took out a red Elixir Pill, holding it under her tongue to gather a bit of spirit, and then began to call out within her Heart and Spirit.
