When people fought for their lives, their threat naturally surged.
By contrast, Zhao Pu, the Blood Dao Demonic Immortal, had no desire to fight desperately. As long as he dragged things out, he would win.
Thus, for a time, Zhao Pu was actually suppressed by Zhao Lianyun and Yu Yeyizi.
However, Zhao Pu's combat experience was far beyond what the two Central Continent immortals could compare to.
He was as slippery as an eel, weaving, shifting, and turning. Zhao Lianyun and Yu Yeyizi simply could not bring him down.
As time passed, the situation gradually tilted in Zhao Pu's favor.
Yu Yeyizi's offensive was the first to weaken.
He had been hit much earlier than Zhao Lianyun and had suffered more injuries. Finally, from excessive blood loss, he grew dizzy and fainted.
"Your companion may already be dead from blood loss. You're next. You don't have much time left either, so why aren't you stepping up your attacks?" Zhao Pu laughed.
Zhao Lianyun was incomparably stifled. She knew full well that Zhao Pu was deliberately provoking her and disrupting her state of mind, but she simply could not calm herself down. She became more and more agitated.
Blood continuously flowed from her eyes. Her vision was a blurred expanse, filled entirely with crimson.
Even more terrifyingly, it was not merely her seven apertures bleeding. Blood droplets seeped out from the countless pores across her entire body.
"Damn it... damn it..." Violent dizziness washed over her again and again. Zhao Lianyun was already unable to stand steadily, her body swaying.
In the end, Zhao Pu struck from afar, sending Zhao Lianyun flying. After landing, she rolled three times before coming to a stop, motionless.
"Damn it!" Zhao Lianyun braced her hands against the ground, wanting to get up, but due to