The nun held floating dust in her hands that were intertwined with a mysterious Dao pattern. The black wind screamed and devoured the moonlight around her. Everything was in darkness.
She already used everything she has got to cast the Great Dark Wind Technique. Under the oppression of death, she pushed her combat abilities to its peak. Her entire Qi of vigor boiled. There were fine blood droplets of slight fragrance that rolled down from her brows.
This was because the entire body's potential had been stimulated and her Qi and blood were dissipating. She was determined to put up one last fight.
At the same time, the brawny man's body bulked up tremendously. His entire body burned with red flames like a demon god. The scorching heat caused the air around him to be twisted. His hair, like the flames, were very crimson as it fluttered willfully.