Seeing Qingfeng Li looked pale, kept spitting blood, and had become miserable with many of his bones broken, the Nine-headed Golden Lion laughed with excitement, cruelty, and conceit.
The Nine-headed Golden Lion looked down coldly at Qingfeng Li, saying, "I've broken half of your bones. You're no match for me at all. You're doomed today."
Qingfeng Li didn't respond, withstanding all the conceit and arrogance of the Nine-headed Golden Lion silently.
He looked severely injured in appearance, but his power wasn't influenced much. His organs and dantian were intact without damage.
He was channeling his saint vital essence and healing himself. Meanwhile, he was tempering his spirit energy and bones underneath the force from his opponent's Saint Lion Fist. His bones became harder, and his force became more powerful.
However, of course, only Qingfeng Li knew this. Others hadn't noticed it yet.