Delron Mage was quite strong—unlike the Armored Soldiers from before, he was powerful enough that his death would produce an Evil Soul. Since Su Zhou didn't see one, he knew the mage wasn't dead. Without a moment's hesitation, he raised his blade again. Azure Thunder Light spread through the water mist, gathering into crackling arcs of electricity that searched for the old mage's whereabouts.
Just as Su Zhou had thought, Delron Mage wasn't dead. His head had turned into a ball of water. Now a Spiritual Qi Organ, his head had transformed into a strange slurry that was nearly immune to physical attacks and could rapidly regenerate by absorbing water. The mist gathering around the Duke's Mansion was the very material he used to heal himself. His body had already mostly re-formed, though it looked like a phantom—a Ghost condensed from water.
