"I really can't accept this, why has it come to this?"
Qin Wudao was filled with bitterness and despair.
However, in Xu Fan's eyes, it was the simple case of the victor being the king and the loser the bandit; there was nothing much to say about it. If he had been the one to lose, Qin Wudao would probably have been even more ruthless and heartless than himself.
As for the refining of Qin Wudao's essence blood, Xu Fan wasn't just talking. If Qin Wudao had been a human Martial Artist, he certainly wouldn't have done such a thing, but the key point was that Qin Wudao was a zombie.
The Heavenly Fiend Great Demon absorbed energy at a fast pace; in a short while, it had consumed over half of the energy within Qin Wudao's body, also causing him to appear as his actual age should.
What had once been the visage of a middle-aged man quickly aged, wrinkles forming across his face, heavy eye bags, and dried out skin appearing, even his body became significantly more hunched and gaunt.
