Hearing the Xiao Family Patriarch's death threat, Fang Han frowned slightly.
But when he looked into those bloodshot eyes, he saw more than venom and madness. There was also a resolve that bordered on staking everything on one throw.
Fang Han knew the man still had a trump card to play.
The Xiao Family Patriarch's lips trembled, and the Force Qi around him churned chaotically.
Yet amid that chaos, Fang Han caught an unusual ripple of energy with his Qi Observation Art.
It was buried deep, like a venomous snake coiled in the depths of his Dantian, slowly raising its head. It was utterly different from the Xiao Family Patriarch's own Force Qi.
As expected of a family with centuries of history. Their reserves run deep! Fang Han thought, quietly raising his guard.
He had forcibly burned the blood essence in his Blood Dantian to unleash fifteenfold combat power in an instant, and the backlash had already begun to show.
A searing, tearing pain spread through his Meridians, and his breathing grew erratic.
After most of the nine streams of Heaven-and-Earth Force had burned away, the remaining Force Qi in his body darted about like a swarm of headless flies.
With every breath, it felt as though a fire burned inside his chest, scorching him from his throat down to his lungs.
Fang Han could only regulate his breathing first and steady the violent Force Qi rampaging through his body.
He drew a deep breath and forced down his surging Blood Qi. The burning in his Meridians eased a little.
But the tearing pain remained, like a hidden injury lodged deep in his Meridians. He could not get rid of it completely in so little time.
That does give the old bastard time to play his trump card.
*But it