Chapter 1187 Becoming My Enemy

"Use the power to repair yourself!" I gritted my teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in my shoulder, concentrating on sensing the sinister yet powerful force within the Reflection Arrow. I attempted to channel this energy, allowing it to flow through the wound and into my body. Initially, it surged through my meridians like a surging tide, causing unbearable pain. Every inch of my skin felt as if it were seared by flames. But I didn't give up. Encouraged by the remnant spirit of my descendant, I gradually regained my balance and began to nourish myself with this sinister force.

Golden light and green slime continuously clashed and merged within my body. As time passed, the pain in my wounds gradually subsided, and I began to tame the power of the anti-corrosive arrows. I felt my strength growing, and those once weak remnants of the soul became more active.

As I absorbed the last bit of the Reflection Arrow's power, my shoulder wound miraculously healed. I opened my eyes, a glint of determination in them, and looked towards Sheren, ready to face the next challenge. Sheren noticed my change, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes, but quickly regained his arrogant demeanor. "Hmph, I didn't expect you could absorb the Reflection Arrow's power. But this won't change your fate!" He quickly formed hand seals with his hands, summoning a swarm of strange shadow monsters that pounced on me.

I took a deep breath, my newfound strength surging like a raging river. I raised my hand and waved it, sending a golden beam of light scattering, instantly dispelling the approaching shadow monster. Seeing this, Sheren's expression changed, and he unleashed an even more powerful spell. Dark clouds filled the sky, and bolts of black lightning struck me.

I gathered all my strength, forming a golden shield in front of me to block the lightning attack. Then, I took advantage of the gap between Sheren's spells and rushed towards him like an arrow. Sheren quickly defended himself, and our figures kept intersecting in the fierce battle. I seized the opportunity and hit him in the chest with a powerful punch, knocking Sheren back several meters. He looked at me, and a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes. But I would not give him a chance to breathe. I was ready to pursue him and defeat him once and for all. I kept walking and rushed towards Sheren again. Just as I was about to reach him, Sheren suddenly pulled out a mysterious scroll from his arms and suddenly unfolded it. In an instant, a strong suction force came from the scroll, trying to suck me in. Startled, I quickly mobilized the newly absorbed power in my body to steady myself.

At this moment, countless runes emerged from the scroll, transforming into sharp blades that shot towards me. I dodged sideways, simultaneously gathering strength in my hands, emitting waves of golden light that collided with the blades, erupting with loud noises.

Sheren took advantage of the moment I was dealing with the rune blade, swerved around behind me, and launched a punch. I keenly sensed his movement, spun quickly, and raised my hand to block. The collision of our forces cracked the ground.

I spotted a flaw in Sheren's attack and, with a loud shout, gathered all my strength into my fist, striking him in the stomach. The punch was so powerful and powerful it sent Sheren flying backwards. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, unable to rise. I slowly approached him and said coldly, "This is what happens when you become my enemy."

He was too weak to stand up and turned around to look at me with a resentful look.