However, the process was extremely slow, as if drawing silk endlessly.
But Li Hao endured the sorrow and ran the Soul Sacrifice True Demon Skill with all his might, knowing that only in this way could there be a glimmer of hope, not letting its sacrifice be in vain.
A severed limb fell down, slamming Li Hao's body into the Blood Lake, where he no longer struggled, but instead sat cross-legged, wholeheartedly concentrating on solidifying and absorbing.
It was just that the speed of his absorption seemed unable to keep up with the rate of erosion, his bones were slowly peeling away, fracturing into pieces.
His body was gradually wearing away, shriveling smaller and smaller.
But the strand of blood light that was drawn and coiled around his head was becoming increasingly condensed and profound...
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...
Above the desolate sea, a figure appeared as if by teleportation, and then vanished abruptly.
The next instant, he was standing suspended above the desolate deep abyss.
