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Wushan was drenched in sweat, his legs buckled, almost dropping to his knees, but he forcefully stayed upright and did not collapse.
Stubbornly, he lifted his head, and across from him, Li Yan, with no concern for decorum, sat his ass down on the ground, taking advantage of every second to gasp for air and recover his strength. His complexion was deathly pale, with not a hint of color and several deep cracks lining his chapped lips.
Whether it was deploying Thousand Prosperous Clouds or the R'lyeh Storm on such a large scale, with deadly potential, or simply manipulating Dragon Mist and Disaster Water, it all relied on the substantial consumption of Li Yan's physical strength, as well as the reserves of "Calamity Wave" and "Yunmeng Marsh".
