But she couldn't find a way to break the stalemate.
She could only suppress the growing anxiety in her heart and continue using her Thunder Skills to coordinate with Zhao Ci.
After a few more exchanges.
Fewer than fifteen of the Sub-Insect's puppets remained.
But Zhao Ci was in an even more miserable state. It was nearly impossible to find a single inch of unscathed skin on his entire body. Although his vital points were still relatively safe, the sheer amount of blood he had lost was more than any ordinary person could endure.
Under the effects of the Rising Talisman, he could still stand tall. However, the excruciating pain wracking his bones and the dizziness from excessive blood loss made his heart sink to rock bottom.
