The multitude of attacks were a lot for King Hong to bear and eventually he couldn't keep up, ending up in his current situation.
~cough~ Cough~
"Damn… already?" King Hong spat out a mouthful of blood.
The ice spear stuck in his chest was already starting to melt under his body's fiery heat, but the damage done was still there. Even with his enhanced healing, a wound this large and deep couldn't be healed automatically.
He would certainly need pills and other supportive measures to heal himself.
'I can't even use my spatial storage ring with my spirit Qi restrained,' King Hong thought as he looked around.
The Northern Tribes' people looked at King Hong like hyenas gazing at an injured deer.
While it seemed like King Hong was using his flames as a Qi skill, it wasn't like that. All his spirit Qi was still restrained, and the only thing he had broken out of was the physical restriction.
