The Stone Man was swift, no slower than the Golden Small Sword and the others, and its movements were even more agile.
It constantly reformed itself, causing their attacks to miss again and again.
For a moment, they were actually evenly matched.
Song Wanning's fists and feet relentlessly struck the Stone Man's legs. Each impact sent a powerful shockwave back through her, making her very bones ache.
'The material this stone is made of is definitely an excellent material for Artifact Refining.'
Song Wanning couldn't help but complain internally. 'Who knew a Stone Man would be this difficult to deal with?'
The surrounding Demonic Qi grew thicker and thicker, so dense she could barely make out the Stone Man's expression.
She didn't dare stop moving. She had a feeling the current situation was dire.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes seemed to be staring at her from the shadows. The feeling sent a chill down her spine.
