บท 368: Chapter 77: Victory is Near, Chaos Enters the Netherworld

Upon the square.

After Zhao Huai spat out a mouthful of blood, his momentum instantly fell, propping himself up by his sword on the ground.

He hurriedly checked his body, finding a sudden depletion of his vital energy and a dimming shine on his hair.

A slight change in expression.

The cost of this Immortal Burial was too great.

It actually reduced his lifespan by a hundred years!

Initially, when he broke through to the Rebirth Realm, his lifespan had significantly increased to a thousand years. Now, with a hundred years less, a full tenth has been taken away!

Seems like using this divine skill is gambling with one's life?

The existence in the void appeared for merely a few moments, did not even take action--merely took a glance at all living beings.

It took a hundred years of his life, it must be said, this price was too high.

Of course, the effect was undoubtedly impressive.