However, this kind of injury is not fatal. Even the power of the Twelve Dragon Veins could not kill it.
"Is there really no way?" Zhou Dao felt somewhat desperate.
He vaguely understood the hardship and struggles of the Sunset Sect's predecessors.
Bear in mind, even with the path cleared for him by his predecessors, he still felt such despair.
And yet, the predecessors of the Sunset Sect made difficult progress through the baptism of blood and fire, walking towards destruction in dire straits.
Hum…
Suddenly, within Zhou Dao's body, a strange fluctuation arose, although faint, it created a ripple effect .
"[Sinister Dragon Qi]?!"
The darkened Qi lay quietly within Zhou Dao's body, echoing with the Primordial King Qi. One black, one white, one negative, one positive, perfectly harmonious and profound.
In a sense, the Sinister Dragon Qi is also a kind of Dragon Vein power, a completely opposite force.