Steep Battle

With both of his daggers in tow, Vanadis's movements looked strange and unique, ethereal yet tangible and fluid like water, his movements confused Zieve who couldn't grasp any opening. This wasn't because Zieve's cultivation was lower than Vanadis. This was because of the difference between their experiences and techniques.

However, Zieve was someone that constantly fought against pressure, using his knowledge and memorization capabilities, Zieve was evolving throughout the battle. Vandis noticed this too but a small disdaining smile lifted on his lips.

"I wonder how long can he keep up such a self-sacrificial technique of replenishing his Spiritual Energy." He mused as his arms moved as fast as lightning and constantly pressured Zieve into a retreat. Leaping backwards, Zieve breathed roughly as his left hand crushed another batch of Spirit Stones.