The powerful pressure made it impossible for me to breathe. Blood kept spraying from my mouth in gush after gush. If I did not spit it out, I would not even be able to breathe, because most of the absorption of immortal power relied on the mouth and nose, with the body coming second.
After this sword strike, the power of my Demon-Slaying Elixir was completely drained, and my strength fell back to the entry stage of a Tenth-Level Immortal. I never would have thought Ren Zhi's techniques could be so formidable. His defense and attack had practically renewed my understanding of the power of this realm. With trembling hands, I pulled a life-saving Golden Core from my robes, but just as I was about to swallow it, I spat out several more mouthfuls of blood. At that moment, Sister-in-Law tugged at my clothes!
My eyes rolled violently upward, and my memories seemed to turn into a blank haze. I knew I had once again reached the brink of death. Only after swallowing the Golden Core did the energy within my body slowly begin to recover.
That momentary loss of consciousness and brush with death let me feel the terror of two superpowers colliding head-on. But without such overwhelming power, how could I bring death to my opponent?
This was the solution to the contradiction. I had no choice but to use it—and I had to use it!
I slowly crawled out of the mountainside. Relying on the Tai'a Sword for support, I crawled step by step toward the place where Ren Zhi had fallen in the distance.
He was badly injured as well. In the snow, I sensed that his aura was even weaker than mine. As long as I walked over and drove a sword into his heart,