Xu Tianran: It Hurts So Much!

The spear pierced through space, and the illusions before Jiang Ming instantly shattered like broken mirrors.

But by the time Jiang Ming's spear thrust over, Evil Lord, who had already sensed the danger, had left.

As an Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, his sense of impending danger was absolutely maxed out.

Even if Jiang Ming's spear could not kill him or even seriously injure him—after all, his Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year body was not so fragile that it could not withstand a single strike from Jiang Ming—

At a time like this, he would not allow himself to be injured again.

His Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year heavenly tribulation would arrive soon!

At his peak, he might have been confident in surviving this tribulation. But if he faced it while injured, his chances would be truly slim.

That was why he had come to hunt Jiang Ming down: to reclaim the Spiritual Power he had lost.

But clearly, given Jiang Ming's current state, it was no longer realistic for him to recover by killing Jiang Ming and devouring his body.

That bastard claimed he had only just broken through to level ninety-five Super Douluo, yet the aura around him was even more tyrannical than that of a human Limit Douluo!

In his current condition, he could still fight, though at most he would be suppressed by Jiang Ming.

His Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation was there. His bloodline abilities were there. Even Di Tian lacked the ability to kill him, much less this human before him.

But he could not keep dragging this out. Since he clearly could not recover his losses, he had to cut them now!

If he continued fighting and suffered even worse injuries, his chances of surviving the Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year heavenly tribulation would become even slimmer.

Retreat!

As a Spiritual System Soul Beast, Evil