The Old Ghost's face looked extremely unsightly.
Even after fighting hundreds of rounds, he still couldn't cause any effective damage to Lin Yi.
Every time he managed to inflict some injury on Lin Yi, Lin Yi would distance himself to catch a breath, while he, trying to attack Lin Yi, was often seized by Heibao and Lin You for damage output.
Looking at his somewhat battered body, feeling the considerable divine power expended within, he finally started to feel anxious.
In the Nether River, a bone-chilling cold air was rising.
The Old Ghost realized clearly that if this continued, he would eventually be defeated.
Facing harassment from the three simultaneously, the rate at which his power was being consumed was indeed a bit too fast.
Lin Yi's divine power wasn't exactly formidable, yet he always cleverly used skills to pour the bone-chilling Nether River water onto himself, which was truly irritating.
