When the numerous attacks came to a halt, Ning Hu was left disheveled, his body like a tattered sieve, bleeding profusely.
The sudden assault by an exotic treasure caught him completely off guard, leaving him in a dire state.
Yet, he was not dead. Not only was he not dead, but the pain from his psyche only fueled his retaliation to be even more ferocious.
Previously, Ning Hu acted with some semblance of sanity, but now he appeared like a madman.
Fortunately, his mental consciousness was damaged, his thoughts chaotic, and his attacks aimless. Though violent, his actions lacked precise intent.
Warlord Geng was engaged in close combat with him, his heart pounding with fear.
Kang Yuanqiao supported with his flying sword but appeared somewhat helpless.
With his mental consciousness shattered, Ning Hu had indeed lost the greatest advantage of his Divine Sea level, but his spirit force cultivation remained. Subduing such an individual was no simple matter.
