After dozens of breaths of fierce battle:
Zhang Yao's whole body was covered in dim golden light, his face visibly aged, with sunken eyes, shriveled and cracked skin, and hair entirely white.
Repeatedly recovering from injuries, under the severe depletion of Essence Qi, his body showed a dramatic deficit, appearing as if his life force was nearly exhausted.
"You're finished!"
Yu Wen Tai laughed aloud, his attacks growing increasingly fierce, ready to kill the opponent in front of him in one go.
But Zhang Yao remained silent, enduring Yu Wen Tai's terrible attacks that were as relentless as tidal waves. The Five-Colored Glaze Armor was tattered, and wounds multiplied all over his body, recovery gradually becoming impossible, looking extraordinarily pathetic.
Since the start of the battle, he was like a punching bag, beaten back and forth by Yu Wen Tai, several times barely escaping death.
"Boom!"
