Seeing the room temperature rising, it seemed that the heavenly thunder was about to trigger the Earth Fire, and a fierce battle was imminent.
Yu Xian knew that going too far would be as bad as not going far enough, so he hurriedly coughed lightly and forcefully spat out a mouthful of stale blood to break the ambiguous atmosphere.
"Senior Brother, are your injuries still so severe?"
Ruan Linlin came back to her senses, the images of romance in her mind fading, and were replaced by concern.
Yu Xian sighed, "Patriarch Blood Demon is indeed a Demonic True Monarch. If it weren't for the golden bell suppressing my sea of consciousness, that move might have destroyed my spirit and soul."
"Now I only have some minor injuries, which is already a great fortune."
Thinking of the hateful Patriarch Blood Demon, Ruan Linlin became furious:
"Senior Brother, once your injuries heal, I will ask Master to come here and exterminate Patriarch Blood Demon for your revenge!"
