Li Hao chased beyond Heaven's Gate Pass with his sword in hand, but the three Demon Kings had already fled a hundred li away and vanished into the distance.
Li Hao hurried to Song Qiumo's side. Her azure dress was covered in blood, and several extremely deep claw marks scored her back around her shoulder blades. Her aura was weak and her face pale, but she was stopping the bleeding and stabilizing her injuries herself. Her life did not seem to be in danger.
"What happened to you?"
Seeing Li Hao approach with a body like that of a god or devil, Song Qiumo was startled. She barely steadied her aura before hurriedly asking:
"Is this some secret art?"
Though she asked, she had never seen any secret art capable of producing such a transformation.
Moreover, the aura radiating from Li Hao now made even her feel a measure of pressure, as though the entire sky overhead would come crashing down with his slightest movement.
Seeing that Song Qiumo was safe, Li Hao finally reined in his furious killing intent a little. Her words also reminded him, and he hurriedly restrained his power, controlling the immortal qi so it would stop drawing on Heaven and Earth Power.
But that was easier said than done. His body had already been continuously cracking and breaking down. Now, even as he did everything he could to shut out the influx of Heaven and Earth Power, his pores seemed to have ruptured. His body was like a floodgate thrown open, unable to close!
Li Hao crouched down, gritting his teeth hard. His eyes were bloodshot. He knew that if he could not control this, all that awaited him was complete disintegration and oblivion, becoming a gust of wind between heaven and earth!
He did