Spurt!
On a mountain hundreds of miles from JinPing, Su Chengyu, completely depleted of his spiritual energy, had just shown his face when he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His pale face turning, Su Chengyu looked in the direction of JinPing, ensuring that no more qi was locked onto him, before he finally relaxed his vigilance.
After swallowing an elixir, Su Chengyu steadied his mind state and began to recover from the fatal injuries that covered his body.
With his meridians completely severed, his qi sea in turmoil, and his god's soul battered, the severity of Su Chengyu's injuries was more terrifying than ever before.
That Su Chengyu could still remain conscious at this moment could be considered nothing short of miraculous.
"Is a full-force strike from the Peak of Hollow Void truly so terrifying?"