"Not chasing anymore?"
At the bottom of the magma, Ye Lin sensed the three auras above departing and immediately let out a long breath. He then found a cave beneath the magma and moved inside.
He sealed off all the surrounding magma. In any case, he could not go out now—he did not dare guarantee that those three Fire Demons had truly left.
Ye Lin looked at the horrifying wound in his chest and sucked in a sharp breath. A large hole had opened in his chest; he had nearly been pierced clean through.
If the Unrivaled Sacred Body and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar had not both helped him at the critical moment, that blow would have left him half dead.
So this was a Celestial Immortal? A casual strike had nearly killed him.
"If you couldn't beat them, why did you have to show off? I thought you were so damn impressive. Who would've thought you'd end up like this? Sigh."
Ye Lin looked at the unconscious Bai Luoyi before him, feeling a headache coming on. He had thought this woman was incredibly formidable, only for her to be beaten into such a state in the end.
If he had not run fast enough, both of them would have been buried there.
"Hiss, all the power I had just accumulated is gone like that. Ye Lin, you have to compensate me."
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar let out a miserable cry. All the power it had painstakingly saved up was gone. It had amassed that little by little through sheer effort.
It had suffered a massive loss.
"Don't worry. Once we get out, I guarantee I'll specifically hunt Immortal Realm cultivators for you to absorb."
Ye Lin spoke solemnly. The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar had saved his life this time, so