Blood Wuya watched this scene, and the greed and excitement in his heart that had nearly cooled moments ago roared back to life.
"My God... Zhao Tianji really can't hold on anymore! He's doing everything he can to heal himself right now. The aura around him is in utter chaos, and he can't even spare attention for outside detection!"
Blood Wuya was so excited that his heart nearly leaped out of his throat.
He felt that he might reap enormous gains today.
If he could kill Zhao Tianji before him and seize the three Eleventh-Rank True Emperor spiritual herbs Zhao Tianji had obtained, along with all his resources and Dao Essences, his foundation would be greatly strengthened.
Even if he still fell short of the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of those overlord factions and divine halls, the gap would not be far.
However, Blood Wuya did not rush to attack.
He hid to one side, silently waiting and observing.
He needed to confirm whether Zhao Tianji was truly injured. If he was, how severe were his injuries? Did he still have the power to counterattack?
After all, even if a Holy Son-level Combat Power had only one-tenth of his strength left, he might still erupt with everything he had before dying and drag Blood Wuya down with him.
However, when he saw Zhao Tianji swallow a miraculous medicinal pill and the injuries on his body begin healing at a visible rate, he could no longer remain still.
That pill seemed to be of an extremely high grade and possessed immense medicinal potency. After just one pill, Zhao Tianji's aura was rapidly recovering!
"There's only one chance! I'm going all in! Otherwise, once Zhao Tianji recovers, I'll have no chance left at all!"
Blood Wuya steeled himself, and a Blood