Four Suns Were No More
Breathing heavily, Sikong Jian hovered in the air, his heart pounding. The realization of how close he had come to death was sobering, but his resolve remained unbroken. The battle was far from over.
After taking in the air and making one final huge exhale, Sikong Jian's demeanor turned deadly serious. He activated his skill: Lightning Conduit, aiming to siphon Xiu Yao's attack power and enhance his own strength. The skill's short casting time left Xiu Yao with no opportunity to evade.
Two scarlet orbs materialized, hovering above Sikong Jian and Xiu Yao's heads, linked by a streak of crimson lightning. The longer the skill remained active, the more damage Sikong Jian could steal from his opponent.
Thump!
Xiu Yao stomped the ground and dashed away, attempting to sever the link by creating distance between them. The air crackled with energy as he moved, shadows trailing in his wake.