Although it was a tie, anyone with clear eyes could see that King Dingxuan was in bad shape.
His body was bathed in blood, his eyes bloodshot, and his aura fluctuated violently—it was obvious he had fallen from his peak state.
Especially painful were his several bouts of coughing, black blood spilling from the corners of his eyes and mouth like little snakes.
A Heavenly King, covered in blood!
He did not stay long on the battlefield.
After casting a deep glance at Su Heng, he turned and left.
His robust body transformed into a streak of blue light, disappearing into the Void Mansion.
In front of King Dingxuan, Su Heng stood in the void. As the Dragon Blood surged through the course of the fight, he grew increasingly fiercer, and his injuries were almost completely healed, even the dragon wings that had been torn off and swallowed had regrown.
They naturally extended outward, casting a shadow as he stood above the clouds, obscuring the sun with reckless abandon.
