Great Thousand Tribulation, the End of Dihuan Realm's First Nirvana

The other side.

After Jian Xuzi departed.

Within a mountain forest thousands of li away from the Li Family Clan Land.

A blood-red flowing light mixed with traces of black aura darted over at extremely fast speed.

It finally stopped within this mountain forest, revealing a figure.

That figure was none other than Nie Xiaofeng, who had successfully fled from Jian Xuzi's hands using a secret method not long ago.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The moment he landed, Nie Xiaofeng began coughing violently beyond his control.

The little spiritual power remaining in his body supported his frail, skeletal frame as it restored the flesh and blood he had expended bit by bit.

After sensing the terrible state within his body, Nie Xiaofeng's expression instantly darkened.

He abruptly raised his head and looked towards the direction from which he had fled, his eyes filled with gloom as he gritted his teeth and said:

"Old guy, just you wait."

Under Jian Xuzi's deadly assault, Nie Xiaofeng had no choice but to repeatedly sacrifice large amounts of his own flesh, blood, and spiritual power.

Yet Nie Xiaofeng's cultivation had basically been raised by devouring demonic beast flesh and blood.

After this battle.

Not only had Nie Xiaofeng suffered severe injuries.

Even his cultivation had fallen below the threshold of the Golden Core Realm.

The Golden Core within his dantian, mixed with black-red hues, had completely collapsed.

If not for the unusual nature of the Blood Spirit Art he cultivated, he would likely have suffered a severe backlash after falling from the Golden Core Realm.

"No, I have to devour enough flesh and blood as quickly as possible to make up for what I expended."

After saying that, Nie Xiaofeng circulated the little spiritual power he had left and flew onwards in a certain direction