Snow chaotically fluttered around, stirred up by "Love Unlimited" and suspended in the air without falling.
The air still carried the terrifying pressure generated by their confrontation.
Duan Yun adjusted his breathing, feeling as though his throat was ignited.
Dealing with the ugly crazy old woman had indeed exhausted much of his strength.
Yet, he marveled at his own extraordinary wisdom; had it not been for his sudden insight into the peculiarity of the divine statue and shattering it opportunistically, he might not have been able to kill the mad woman from the Thunder God and Mother Sect so easily, and might have even had to resort to using the Sword Field.
Duan Yun had to admit, since entering the Martial World, this was the person he had met who had cultivated their body to the utmost limit.
The mad woman could not only make the Iron Flute shuttle through her body and shoot out but had even turned herself into a weapon.
