Su Yu had a bitter taste in his mouth.
One strike of lightning made Su Yu feel like giving up completely. After ten strikes of lightning, a deep sense of powerlessness flooded into his heart.
Fortunately, Su Yu's heart was far more tenacious than that of ordinary people. He struggled and stood up again. His eyes were unyielding and resolute.
"I guess the only thing left to do is to give it a shot," Su Yu said as he held a jade box in his palm. There was a drop of crystal color in it. Its vitality was far from ordinary.
This was the essence of life that Lord Yinmu had originally presented to Su Yu. It came from the dust fairy period, and there was a total of three of them.
Two drops had already been used. This would be the very last one.
Ten lightning strikes fell at a speed much faster than regular lightning. The time that Su Yu had left was not more than ten breaths.
