"Damn it, this treasure isn't even a Dao Artifact."
The Wind Demon opened his eyes, only to find a sea of red before him, making it hard to discern his surroundings. Even circulating his mana proved useless, as a golden light continuously enveloped his vision, refusing to dissipate.
"Heavenly Eye, open."
In an instant, a slit appeared on the Wind Demon's brow, revealing a third eye.
"Huff!"
Lin Fan was breathing heavily, feeling his mana running thin.
The Wind Demon burst into laughter, quickly noticing Lin Fan's predicament. "Kid, one moment you're going wild like a tiger, the next your divine skills are as weak as a pup."
"Running out of mana, aren't you?"
"See? This is the difference between us."
"Hahaha..."
He initially thought this kid was vicious and formidable, but now it seemed he wasn't all that after all. Ultimately, with his mana exhausted, what else could he do?
