The last spark of the Nine Tribulations Thunder Prison finally dissipated high in the sky.
The entire world seemed to fall silent.
Chu Sheng hovered in midair, his massive form rapidly shrinking from the meter-long Primordial Sacred Mosquito form back to the smallest, most inconspicuous White-striped Aedes Mosquito Primitive Form.
His tiny body swayed precariously in the air, every flap of his wings an immense struggle.
All the Qi Blood and Mental Power in his body had been completely drained the instant he unleashed that skill.
A wave of unprecedented weakness, like a bursting dam, washed over him.
This feeling was several times more severe than the exhaustion he felt after using Amaterasua's Eye.
As he took out two more Top-Grade Elixirs to begin his recovery, he quietly watched the two clouds of ash below scatter in the wind.
