Blood-Coalescing Pearl

The hairs on Zhan Rudong's body stood on end beyond his control.

The instant the words "Kong Jiao" echoed through the dark space, his entire body turned icy cold, as though he had been dragged into a glacier ten thousand fathoms deep.

A chilling aura that made even his soul tremble ignored his protective blood armor and crazily burrowed into his flesh.

Cold! An absolute, extreme cold, as if it would freeze even the blood and vitality he took such pride in.

Ever since he began cultivating, Zhan Rudong could not remember how long it had been since he last experienced such cold.

At that instant, solemnity appeared on the proud man's face for the first time, along with a trace of panic he was unwilling to admit.

Yet shrouded by the intent of the Sun-Eroding Arrow, Zhan Rudong could not see the slightest glimmer of light. Even his soul could not penetrate that darkness.

Unable to see the attack's trajectory, he could only grit his teeth and form a hand seal. His surging blood qi condensed into an abstruse talisman, which he fiercely slammed onto his own chest.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

His heart began pounding at dozens, even hundreds, of times its usual speed.

Throughout the darkened region echoed his heavy heartbeat, like bells and war drums.

At that moment, the blood qi winding around Zhan Rudong surged and erupted with heat several times more intense than before.

Affected by Zhan Rudong's blood qi, the rock walls around Heaven-Splitting Valley, eroded by wind for untold years, began to melt.

Even many of the wind-wounded sprites hidden within the winds of Heaven-Splitting Valley were injured by that surging blood qi, or directly shredded apart by it. Their miserable death cries rang through the valley.

"Come!"

Within the darkness, Zhan Rudong