If he were not still breathing, they would have thought he was dead.
He never expected that even after exhausting all his strength to unleash his ultimate fist and erupt with his greatest might, he would still be the one who was injured.
"King of Hell, I'll draw a circle and curse you."
Bloodthirsty Demon drew a circle on the ground with his blood-stained fingers, then groaned feebly, his demonic body already riddled with countless holes.
"I need blood. Only if you let me take a sip can I be reborn and recover from my injuries."
Though there was no blood, Bloodthirsty Demon's demonic body possessed formidable resilience, and his wounds had already begun to slowly wriggle and heal.
"Hahaha, you can't kill me. I am an ancient demon god. Do you know why I was sealed away back then? It was because they had no way of dealing with me at all." Bloodthirsty Demon remained motionless, only his voice ringing out.
I shouldn't have hesitated just now; I should have gone straight into the demon realm.
Tao Zhi Lang, I told you long ago to go to the demon realm first—as long as the green hills remain, you need not worry about firewood. You just wouldn't listen, and now look, we're all finished.
Cough, cough! That hurt like hell.
Ptu!
"What's the use of saying all this now? It's already happened, and who could have known he would be so strong?"
Tao Zhi Lang did not even dare to meet Ling Yun's gaze directly, quickly glancing away and withdrawing his line of sight with a panicked expression on his face.
Affected by the shock of Ling Yun's God Slaying, the evil cultivator turned flushed in the face and spat out a large mouthful of blood. At the same time,