Super Battleship Great Sun, Fire! Fire!

Divine Crow True Lord was fleeing,

burning away the vast majority of his essence blood to escape.

This had been unimaginable in the past!

Relying on the Hei Clan's bloodline talent, his speed was peerless. Even when he had been outmatched on the Great Sun Sect battlefield, he had never been in such a sorry state.

Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators could not catch him. Even when Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators hunted him down, burning one or two drops of essence blood had been enough for him to escape.

One had to know that essence blood was different from ordinary blood. One or two drops were manageable; with several decades, at most a century, of recuperation, they could be restored.

But once too much was consumed, it would affect one's lifespan!

Especially for elderly cultivators with little lifespan remaining, this was practically burning away their own years of life—no different from slow suicide.

With every breath, several years of lifespan were reduced to ashes, discarded as carelessly as roadside weeds.

This was his instinct.

After a thousand years of battle, after countless hardships, obstacles, and life-and-death struggles, Divine Crow True Lord trusted his combat instincts. Without the slightest hesitation, he did this, leaving only the final thread of essence blood needed to survive in his body and burning all the rest into ultimate speed.

Even if a Nascent Soul peak cultivator like True Lord Jianyang came pursuing him, he would still be able to escape for quite some time!

"These old cultivators have this one bad trait."

Jiang Ding had likewise expended over half his mana, and his strength had fallen considerably. He thought calmly, "They are incomparably decisive in battle, ruthless and fierce in killing. The moment they see there is no chance of victory, they instantly pay