Two Demon Sect practitioners fled all the way for thousands of miles. After circling around a dense forest, they finally came to a stop.
The dry and skinny Daoist summoned smoke for flying. Before long, he caught a deer and threw it at his feet.
The strange-faced cultivator coughed up two mouthfuls of fresh blood consecutively, then pulled out a Jade Bottle from his sleeve, poured a few crimson medicine pills into his hand, chewed them, and immediately reached out to grab the deer. With a casual motion, he jabbed his finger, creating a bloody hole, and tilted his head back to gulp down the blood mixed with the medicine residue.
He circulated his Mysterious Skill, and once the medicinal power dissolved and his injuries slightly improved, he exhaled a long breath.
