However, the power of Xue Wei was already exhausted, and the ice element he was able to manifest appeared weak and powerless.
Xue Zhao looked at Xue Wei coldly, with no trace of pity in her eyes: "Your power is already depleted, struggling further is futile."
Xue Wei lay on the ground, with a fierce gleam flashing in his eyes.
Relying on direct strength, he could never defeat Xue Zhao.
At this moment, his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. Slowly, he raised his palm slightly, with a trace of dark energy quietly coalescing in his palm.
If knowledgeable, one would instantly recognize that this was a Secret Technique of the Demon Clan, once unleashed, its power would be immense, but also incredibly dangerous.
Xue Wei's face grew somber, his eyes filled with viciousness.
His lips curved slightly, revealing a cold smile: "Xue Zhao, you think you have already won, but I still have one last trump card."
