130 Super Left Hand

While history was being made in the cavern, the battle between the snake and the lion had approached an end.

Both Wuya and Sphinx seemed to have reached their limit.

One of them was the Mystic Dragon’s ninth son, a Mythical Beast. The other was one of God’s loyal guardian, a high ranked Mythological Animal. At the moment, both of them were running out of energy. Wuya’s face, which was originally like cold jade, was starting to turn translucent. It was to the extent that his bones and blood vessels could be seen. The horrifying figure of half man and half skeleton could barely lift his Dragon’s Fang sword. He just stared at Sphinx.

Sphinx was still standing there, not moving. However, his roar no longer had any strength. The curtain of light had also turned dim and looked as though it would be broken by another attack.

Wuya was also exhausted. He was unable to cope with another attack, as he had already used up the last ounce of his energy.