"This means that... the approaching attack on our mountain by the Eight Great Demon Sects will put less defensive pressure on our Qinglan Sect, reducing the number of disciples we lose."
However, I, your Senior Brother, had already lost the confidence to seize that moment—when the Sky Yin Blood Demon broke its seal and its soul was weakest—to use the Crescent Sky Strike and perish together with it...
As he spoke, the man coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.
After catching his breath a few times, his face turned even paler.
"Haoyang, as you can see."
"In the past sixty years, Eldest Senior Brother has drawn his sword a million times on the Enlightenment Cliff, earning countless rewards. This time, in a fierce battle with a Nascent Soul Realm Great Witch Master, he only broke a few ribs and injured a few meridians. With the application of a little sacred healing medicine, he could have recovered. However..."
