Mei Changqing felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping through his heart.
To suppress his opponent, he had forcefully borrowed a large amount of Immortal Spirit Qi from that entity to wage a war of attrition, ultimately causing Elder Tianwu to exhaust to death and trapping him deep in the frontier.
But to his terrible luck, someone cursed had unexpectedly released him!
Didn't they know that this old thing was an invincible existence?
Although his cultivation level was erratic, if they happened to encounter him in a good state, then he was an existence that could slay gods.
One who had seized Immortal Spirit Qi twice in a row was definitely not playing around!
Cold sweat broke out on Mei Changqing's body; his body still contained a few strands of Immortal Spirit Qi gifted by that being. He was not afraid to fight now, but it was too wasteful to use it for such a meaningless thing.