A Drop of Blood

Now that he was fully relaxed, the white-robed cultivator finally experienced aches all over his body. His spirit energy was nearly entirely exhausted and his robes were sticking to his body, long drenched in sweat.

That escape had pushed his stamina to its limits!

Instinctively, he turned to look at Su Zimo.

However, that look gave him a shock.

Normally, given the fact that Su Zimo was right at the front and took on most of the attacks while summoning the Candlelight Sword Formation and conjuring a spirit art with such a terrifying might, he should be the most exhausted.

But now, he was standing on the spot looking calm and breathing steadily. It seemed as though he still had energy left and he did not break a sweat at all!

What sort of a stamina was that?

Was he a monster?