Two hours passed before Xiao Han finally recovered. He took a deep breath and charged back into the fray.
Ling Tong pressed his palms together in prayer without saying a word. He sat cross-legged to one side, bestowing blessings on the Buddha's Curse.
The great battle greatly consumed the power of the Buddha's Curse, but with Ling Tong's replenishments, the depletion became minimal.
The Demon Qilin roared in anger, unable to believe that in such a short time, its opponent had charged back in once again.
This time, the Demon Qilin was even more ferocious, unleashing Absolute Kills from the start, enveloping Xiao Han, intent on utterly annihilating him.
This time, Xiao Han was prepared and held on much longer than before, but even so, he didn't last fifteen minutes before he fled, gravely wounded.
Twice seriously injured in one night, even someone with Xiao Han's constitution was struggling. After repairing his injuries, he left the place.
