The fresh blood that once flowed freely had now transformed into dry scabs, clinging stubbornly to their flesh. Both Bai Wuya and the Sacred Heart Sect Master stood defiantly, neither succumbing to death.
Only the leader of the True Path Sect, who had relied on a drastic combat technique, had met his end in the sky.
Bai Wuya felt confusion clouding his mind, chaos reflecting in his eyes. His body was a mere step away from giving up, internal organs in shambles.
However, luck seemed to be on his side as the Sacred Heart Sect Master appeared to be in an even more pitiful state. His power seemed to waver and decline continuously, indicative of the recent use of a powerful secret technique, reminiscent of the Nine Supremes clan's death substitution technique. Now, he was just a mere king, albeit one with a fully realized spiritual altar.
