The battle continued to heat up as blood flowed like a river. Even the little old man was riddled with wounds. Now that he was without the Spirit Ring and on top of that, he was suffering from the severe backlash that had caused his strength to fall drastically.
Time passed slowly as each second ticked by, although the Gold Spirits had incurred some damage, it wasn't too much and this had pushed Jun Wu Xie's side into a bitter battle.
"Little brat, is this what you said by paying back tooth for tooth, blood for blood? Ha ha ha! What a ridiculous joke!" Ba He used one leg and kicked Jun Wu Xie as he watched in delight as she fell heavily towards the ground. From beneath the mask, blood was trickling out and when he saw that, he looked on with relish and it made him laugh even more maniacally.
