Bad Luck, Opportunity in a Dream!

Your body flew backward, but your grandfather happened to step out of the array. He gathered his spiritual power and successfully caught you.

A distinct palm print surfaced on your chest. Your throat sweetened, and you spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This terrified your grandfather. He hurriedly took out a bottle of high-quality Healing Pills and was about to give you one when you raised a hand to refuse. "Grandfather, there's no need for a Mysterious Tier Healing Pill. A Spirit Tier one will do. My injuries aren't serious."

Yet your grandfather still forcibly made you take a Mysterious Tier Healing Pill. Although you knew he was worried about you, you still felt it was somewhat wasteful. After all, your injuries truly were not severe.

You had your body refinement to thank for strengthening your physical defenses. Otherwise, if you had taken Blood Cloud True Person's palm strike head-on, you would have been seriously injured.

But Blood Cloud True Person was not so fortunate. He had already been injured, and now he had taken your sword strike. Even if it did not kill him, it had surely left him crippled!

As the smoke dispersed, Blood Cloud True Person knelt on the ground. Half his body had been severed by your strike, and he was now gravely wounded and on the verge of death. He looked at you, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He, the mighty Blood Cloud True Person, the Blood Demon Sect's second-strongest expert, had actually been severely wounded by a mere brat. At that thought, a savage glint flashed through his eyes!

Looking at Blood Cloud True Person, you realized something was wrong and immediately shouted, "Grandfather! Quickly take me back within the array's range! He's going to self-destruct his Golden Core!"

Your grandfather hurriedly picked