Super Battleship Great Sun, Fire! Fire!

True Monarch Divine Crow was fleeing,

burning most of the essence blood in his entire body to escape.

This had been unimaginable in the past!

Relying on the Black clan's bloodline talent, his speed had always been peerless. Even when he was outmatched on the Great Sun Sect battlefield, he had never been reduced to such a sorry state.

Mid Nascent Soul Cultivators could not catch him. Even when Late Nascent Soul Cultivators pursued him, burning one or two drops of essence blood had been enough for him to escape.

One had to know that essence blood was different from ordinary blood. Losing one or two drops was manageable; with several decades, at most a century of recovery, it could be replenished.

But once too much was consumed, it would affect one's lifespan!

Especially for elderly cultivators with little lifespan remaining, this was practically burning their own years away, no different from slow suicide.

With every breath, years of lifespan were reduced to ashes, squandered without the slightest regret like weeds growing by the roadside.

This was his instinct.

After a thousand years of battle, having endured countless hardships, obstacles, and life-and-death struggles, True Monarch Divine Crow trusted his battle instincts. Without the slightest hesitation, he did this, leaving only the final thread of essence blood needed to survive and burning all the rest into ultimate speed.

Even if a Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator like True Monarch Jianyang came after him, he could still escape for quite some time!

"These old cultivators have this one bad trait."

Jiang Ding had likewise expended more than half his mana, and his strength had fallen considerably. He thought calmly, *"They are incomparably decisive in battle, vicious and ruthless in slaughter. The moment they see no chance of victory, they instantly pay a huge