"I really can't beat him!"
After taking Zhou Jielun's attack head-on, Zhou Chuan had no desire to try again. The arrows of time shot by the bow of the Drought Demon had no effect on him whatsoever, leaving Zhou Chuan with no more trump cards.
Consumed by rage, Zhou Jielun wanted nothing more than to kill Zhou Chuan as quickly as possible; the First Disciple's Primordial Savage Bloodline no longer mattered. The unique environment prevented him from recovering his strength, forcing him to rely on the talismans drawn by Master to transform and accumulate energy.
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