On the Fourth Floor platform of the Supreme Sword Tower.
Hum.
Three figures appeared out of thin air.
They were Qin Hao's True Self, his Devouring Doppelganger, and his Time Doppelganger.
From the very beginning of the battle with the Three-Eyed Demon, Qin Hao had been ready to leave the Fourth Floor at any time.
His opponent was a Marquis-Rank Creation, after all. No one could be sure what trump cards he held.
And the power contained in the Soul-Slaughtering Heavenly Eye the Three-Eyed Demon had unleashed at the end was certainly no weaker than that of a King-Rank Creation.
Qin Hao looked at his Devouring Doppelganger.
The Devouring Doppelganger's aura was terribly weak. His face remained calm, though it occasionally twisted with pain.
How could Qin Hao not know how badly his Devouring Doppelganger was injured?
Within an hour at most, his Devouring Doppelganger would die!
And that was only because he wore the Heavenly Spirit Race Cloth Armor, which had blocked the blow at the most critical moment.
Without it, the Three-Eyed Demon's Soul-Slaughtering Heavenly Eye could have killed his Devouring Doppelganger outright!
Not to mention his Devouring Doppelganger—even if Qin Hao's True Self or his Time Doppelganger had been struck by the Three-Eyed Demon's Soul-Slaughtering Heavenly Eye,
their fate would certainly have been worse.
"Origin Demon Crystal."
A thought stirred in Qin Hao's mind. His Devouring Doppelganger primarily cultivated the Gods and Devils Heaven-Suppressing Art, and its chief cultivation material was Origin Demon Crystal.
With enough Origin Demon Crystal, perhaps he could pull his Devouring Doppelganger back from the brink of death.
He had to treat a dead horse as though it were still alive!
Qin Hao did not know whether it would work, but he would not give up.
Whoosh.
Qin Hao left the Supreme Sword