Luo Xiu was utterly exhausted, his body swaying as if on the verge of collapse. He could only prop himself upright by supporting his weight on the long sword in his hand.
At this moment, his eyelids felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds and were extremely difficult to lift.
From the void, An Ran's voice, as delightful as an oriole's song, suddenly came through. "Your 'My Own Path' consumes far too much of your energy. From now on, unless it's absolutely necessary, try not to use it."
She continued, "You started as a mere mortal. The price one has to pay to forcibly transform into a Divine Body is accordingly hefty."
"You can thank your unique constitution for this. If it were anyone else... they would be paralyzed, if not dead, by now."
Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Luo Xiu's face.
"Thank you…"
His purpose in asking An Ran to be his sparring partner was for her, the Heavenly Emperor, to help him identify the flaws in his new technique.
