"Damn it!" Li Zhirui watched the Water Devils in the river getting closer to Spirit Lake and couldn't help but curse under his breath.
But now he was so low on Mana that he couldn't stop their attack, and it wasn't just his problem—the other clanspeople on the Spirit Boat were in the same situation.
Even some clanspeople with lower cultivation had restored their Mana several times with Spirit-Replenishing Pills, and even after full assimilation, their meridians were somewhat unable to bear it.
Li Zhirui could only race against time to recover some more Mana and strive to hold back the Water Devils for a moment longer.
"Why haven't Ren Uncle and the others come yet? Could it be that there are many Water Devils to the south as well?" Thinking of this, Li Zhirui's heart couldn't stop sinking.
If that was the case, then what the Li family would have to face would be the most critical moment since moving to Da Rong Island ten years ago!
"Boom!"
