Chương 347: Who you Were Always Meant to Be

Equipped with the resilience of an adamantine surface, despite the ear-splitting impact of Xiao Hu's back crashing on it, the maze-block wall didn't fracture. The pipa sword demoness' body slid down, her bloodied back leaving a thick trail of blood as she dropped to the ground.

As the primary receiver of Zuixian's herculean blow, Xiao Hu's face became a mess of blood and gore. But barely had she landed on the ground that the battered nose, bruises and broken bones, all regenerated — returning to their initial flawless state. Now, only the thick traces of blood stayed behind, acting as fresh reminders of the damages that Xiao Hu so easily healed from.

Faced with regeneration abilities that didn't lose to what he possessed in an aquatic environment, Zi Zuixian pulled in a deep breath — reassessing his opponent.