"Damn it! Damn it!"
Wu Ge's face darkened terribly as he glared at Qin Hao. "What Cultivation Technique is this brat practicing? Why can he devour my Blood Soul Great Dao?"
Without the Blood Soul Great Dao, Wu Ge's strength would be cut by at least half if he relied on his Blood Soul Divine Body alone.
As for Qin Hao...
He was only expending Life Divine Power.
When that happened, Wu Ge would have even less chance of dealing with Qin Hao.
At last, Wu Ge realized just how troublesome Qin Hao was.
He had originally thought that while Qin Hao was fairly strong, he was no match for him. At most, Qin Hao could barely hold his own thanks to the Two-Star Supreme Treasure in his hand.
But now...
Qin Hao's strength far exceeded anything Wu Ge had imagined.
"This can't go on..." Realizing how serious the situation was, Wu Ge grimly made his decision. He pulled the vast clouds of Blood Demon Qi back and retreated.
Whoosh!
The Blood Demon Qi, already nearly transparent, streamed back toward him.
Seeing that the Blood Demon Qi, once a solid expanse of crimson, had now turned almost transparent, Wu Ge's face twitched and darkened further.
"I've lost at least sixty percent of my Blood Soul Great Dao!"
Wu Ge took a deep breath. With a rush, his True Self condensed out of the Blood Demon Qi. "Losing sixty percent hasn't affected my strength too badly yet, but if I keep losing more... the power I can bring to bear will plummet."
"This brat... must die!"
Wu Ge fixed Qin Hao with a deadly stare, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
But that was not all.
A trace of wariness had crept into his gaze.
Wariness!
Qin Hao had truly made