Mosheng hovered in the air, looking at the damaged Blade of the Voracious Wolf in disbelief.
He had tried his best and performed his most powerful move in the battle. But he still lost. Zhang Ruochen had seized two Demonstone Engravings and severely injured him.
Such an outcome was undoubtedly a blow to Mosheng, as if he was pushed down from heaven into hell.
When the news spreads, he would surely become a laughingstock, while Zhang Ruochen would become famous. He had sacrificed himself for Zhang Ruochen. It felt ironic when thinking about it.
While thinking, Mosheng's eyes were on Zhang Ruochen. How could he be reconciled to this humiliating defeat?
Of course, he could see that Zhang was over-exhausted and not much better than him, judging by his irregular breathing.
But he still feared the Zangshan Demonic Mirror that hovered above Zhang Ruochen. It was the Zangshan Demonic Mirror that caused him to lose two Demonstone Engravings.