The price of such spirit talismans was far higher than those that needed to be actively triggered.
But even with a new defensive shield, Ji Caodian was once again sent flying.
His hair was disheveled, and a bloodstain stretched from the center of his brows across his entire scalp, his face covered in blood, his eyes lost, his expression one of terror and panic, as if he had gone mad.
"Don't... don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
After being thrown, he uncontrollably rolled on the ground.
"Stop it!"
At this moment, Luo Zeyi spoke up again.
"Qin Qing, spare someone when you can! Killing Ji Caodian brings you no benefit, only harm!"
Luo Zeyi continued, "As long as you don't kill him, we can still talk terms!"
"Heh heh..." Qin Qing grinned at Luo Zeyi, who was outside the arena, "It was you who proposed a duel to the death! What, when you wanted to kill me, you didn't think about leaving any way out, and now you want to live because you can't beat me? Dream on!"
