In the Ancient Demon Abyss, the Blood-Colored Figure still lay on the ground, like a lifeless statue.
Wisps of black miasma drifted around the Blood-Colored Figure, burrowing into him like slithering snakes before vanishing.
Time slowly passed. Half a month later, the Blood-Colored Figure abruptly opened his eyes.
"Hiss!"
The moment Xu Yan regained consciousness, he let out a cry of agony. Endless Sword Qi erupted within him, severing every meridian in his body.
Pain assailed his entire body, as unbearable as being sliced to death a cut at a time.
Under the eruption of that endless Sword Qi, his mask had been shredded completely, revealing his true face once more.
His hair was now white, and his body was as gaunt as a bundle of sticks. He resembled an old man with one foot in the grave, though traces of youth still lingered in his face.
This was the result of losing so much lifespan in such a short time. His foundations as a cultivator had already been damaged. Without spirit medicine to replenish his lifespan later, breaking through to the next realm would become all the more uncertain.
"If the Green Pearl in my Sea of Consciousness hadn't devoured the invading Sword Qi at the last moment, I'd probably be a corpse by now."
A flicker of lingering fear crossed Xu Yan's eyes. A Sword Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm was terrifying beyond measure. He had been utterly unable to withstand him.
Had he not placed the Blood-Colored Pill Furnace in front of himself at the last moment, that sword light would have cleaved him in two long ago.
Xu Yan lay on his back as memories of that day slowly surfaced in his mind.
"Ah! I can't move!"
Xu Yan instinctively tried to stand, only to