The battle continued as neither Droven nor the Sun Ocean Lord had any intention of giving the other a chance to breathe.
What was also interesting was that neither side could gain a decisive advantage.
However, as time passed, the difference between the two men's conditions became increasingly obvious.
The Sun Ocean Lord was exhausted.
Even though he had deliberately minimized his use of 3rd Order Spirit Spells and relied primarily on talismans with relatively low Spirit Essence consumption, there was a limit to how many treasures a cultivator could activate in such a short period.
He had used too many. Far too many.
As a result, his breathing had become ragged. His face was pale. Sweat mixed with blood as it rolled down his forehead. His Spirit Core felt almost empty.
Even with the protection of the Array Eye, he couldn't prevent some of Droven's attacks from landing on his body. He could still squeeze out more power, but doing so would mean overdrawing from his reserves.
