Seeing this, Owen realized that the Archdemon's current power was still insufficient to contend with such a dreadful being as the Jade Dragon.
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, the Jade Dragon, seemingly enraged by the feeble figure before it, lashed out with a single claw, tearing through the void as if it were fragile silk.
The devouring vortices surrounding the Archdemon crumbled under that one claw, unable to block it in the slightest.
The Archdemon's delicate brows furrowed. Just as she was about to tear through the void to retreat, she discovered that under the increasingly intense emerald light, she could no longer rip open the space around her. She could only watch helplessly as the claw loomed larger in her eyes.
Screech~
The sharp dragon's claw glinted coldly as it tore a massive gash across the Archdemon's body, nearly splitting her in two. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the wound!
Owen glared at her, then gently laid her down on the ground. The Order of Life emitted a gentle glow, attempting to heal her wounds.
However, the Jade Dragon’s residual destructive energy was too potent. Even the Order of Life struggled to dispel it, only managing to slowly wear it down and then begin the healing process.
“You should leave. I don’t have much time left anyway.”
The Archdemon waved her hand, indifferent to her situation.
“I haven’t repaid your life-saving grace; you can’t die yet!”
“Offering yourself to me would count as repayment for saving your life…”
Owen shot her a sharp look, then immediately used the Supreme Sword to cut his finger, forcing out his essence blood, letting it drip onto her wound.
Having consumed numerous rare treasures and undergone the cleansing of the Order of Life, his essence blood was practically a miracle cure, capable of significantly boosting her recovery.
As the essence blood fell onto her horrific wound, new flesh sprouted rapidly, expelling the destructive aura.
Compared to merely using the Order of Life, the speed of recovery was immeasurably faster.
Seeing this, the Archdemon’s expression grew complicated.
For a mage, essence blood was extremely precious. Losing too much of it could even affect one’s foundation and cultivation.
Yet now, to help her heal faster, Owen didn’t hesitate to use a large amount of it...
If she had only felt a slight affection and had mainly wanted to manipulate Owen before, then seeing him so earnestly sacrificing his essence blood to treat her now made her eyes soften.
Although the pain from her wounds was excruciating, her heart wanted to linger in this moment forever.
Owen didn’t notice the Archdemon’s gradually softening gaze. He carefully took out some healing potions and bandages from his storage ring, gently dressing her partially healed wound, even clearing away her torn clothing.
He remained focused and respectful, his eyes never straying despite the exposed curves of her chest.
Soon, her injuries were temporarily stabilized, but her aura remained extremely weak, far from full recovery.
More importantly, the aura of decay within her had grown heavier, and a few strands of white had appeared amidst her raven-black hair.
“Let’s go. We need to leave this place immediately.”
After dressing her wounds, Owen let out a sigh of relief, then looked toward the deeper parts of the Demon Abyss and spoke.
The Archdemon’s lifespan was waning, and they had to venture deeper into the abyss. Hopefully, her sister had already found some innate treasures that could extend her life.