Her intuition told her that without the protection of the Dharma image, her demigod physique would also continue to decay. She couldn't withstand it.
"No matter, just strike!"
Yiluo Xi was like a moving Cannon Platform, continuously pouring attacks, leaving one wound after another on this indescribable Mysterious Evil.
But the assault of the Mysterious Evil was also ferocious.
Its way of fighting was simple, not fancy at all, but quick and strong.
The whipping speed of its giant tendrils, Yiluo Xi's divine sense could hardly keep up.
She was entirely relying on fighting intuition and combat experience to fight.
The scene seemed incredibly dangerous.
"...as if."
"It's just like this after all."
Every Mysterious Evil had one weakness; their attack method was too simple, purely instinctual.
Yiluo Xi admitted that her initial situation was indeed perilous, but once she figured out the attack patterns of this Mysterious Evil, she was in her element!
That was typical of her!