Fang Lin was reckless and desperate, he was ready to face death for a sliver of survival, ready to absorb even a single drop of Immortal Blood.
Fang Lin was seen making a struggle to crawl towards the center of the Demon Beast's forehead, where a faint crimson gleam flickered. Fang Lin speculated that the Immortal Blood was stored there.
At this moment, he didn't care to confirm it. Fang Lin had only one goal in mind, to get there as fast as he could.
The journey was short, he only needed to cross a few steps. However, for Fang Lin, these steps were the boundary between life and death.
If he could crawl there before he died, perhaps he still had a chance of survival. But if he could not reach there and could not absorb the Immortal Blood, the Demon Qi in his body would explode, leading to his certain death.
Of course, Fang Lin was not going to let himself die so easily here.
