Deformed

Fourteen attack exchanges happened between Usan and Zeth.

As of now, the two looked horrible.

Usan panted heavily with a scowl.

He stood crookedly, like the bone that held him up straight was shattered. 

Holes riddled him from the neck down, oozing with red.

His shadows weren't as dark, either. Like their reserves had been exhausted.

Zeth didn't look too good either.

The pearly, statue-like body was riddled with cracks and fleshy wounds.

He, too, had see-through holes across his figure.

For both of them, these wounds didn't heal as fast as they should have.

Why?

That was another one of Myriad Brushes restrictions.

If both the Rank 5 cultivators were allowed to heal their bodies extensively, the battle would last hours.

Despite that, Unmoving Mountain was doing much better than Usan due to his amazing defenses.

But right now, it was Usan's turn to attack.