This was the first time he had been wounded in a fight against someone of the same level.
Bai Jin's strength was astonishing. If the fight continued, Ye Lin would likely lose.
But he wouldn't die. After all, he still had a clone inside his body, and he could release it to fight in a critical moment.
As expected, I can't underestimate the top prodigies of the various clans.
Suppressing the surging blood and qi in his body, Ye Lin put away Evil Slayer and started toward the Queen Mother Shrine.
Elsewhere, Bai Jin hid beneath a building and looked at his right claw, which was still bleeding. His face was terribly grim.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? He actually managed to wound me with a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation!"
That was right. Bai Jin had been injured too.
During their clash, Ye Lin's Destruction Sword Intent had been like a maggot burrowing into bone, relentlessly eating away at his meridians.
That was the main reason he had left at once. The Human Race's Intent was the biggest nuisance; once it took hold, it had to be purged immediately.
Otherwise, if he left it there, he might suffer hidden injuries.
"You may be strong, but you're only so strong. No, I can't hunt any more humans."
"Not a single human is easy prey. Hunting one takes three of our people. It's not worth it. I'd better collect treasures first."
"They'll come in handy for the final battle against the Asura Clan."
"Damn it, after just one fight, I'll need three days to recover. Three precious days, gone just like that. Ye Lin of the Human Race, I'll remember you!"
After saying that, Bai Jin lay down and began to regulate his breathing.
He wasn't in good