Deep within the Black Sand Wasteland, fiendish qi surged like dragons, tearing heaven and earth apart. Han Li hid in a deep fissure within a sand ravine, his body shrouded in a thin, dark halo-the Profound Yin Qi-Concealing Art running at full strength. His face was white as paper, his chest heaving violently. Every breath dragged a tearing agony through his internal organs. The Black Fiend Cult Master's palm strike from afar had nearly shattered his Golden Core. Had it not been for the astonishing body-tempering effects of the Profound Fiend Asura Art and the system forcibly protecting his heart meridians, his life and cultivation would already have ended.
[Warning! Physical damage at 41%. Multiple meridians severed. Golden Core fissures expanding; stability continuing to decline. Host's vitality continues to drain. Intensive healing required as soon as possible. Environmental scan: external Nascent Soul pressure remains locked onto this area. Movement will greatly increase the risk of exposure.]
The system's warning was cold and grave. Han Li swallowed his last few treasured Sixth Grade Meridian-Restoring Pills and Core-Nourishing Pills. As their medicinal power spread, it barely checked the worsening of his injuries, but the rate of recovery fell far behind the loss of vitality. Worse still, he could clearly sense a will as terrifying as an abyss enveloping this sandstorm zone like an invisible net, sweeping slowly but inexorably over every inch of sand. It was the Black Fiend Cult Master! He had not left; he had laid a great formation around the perimeter and was patiently searching!
"I can't just sit here and wait to die..." Han Li's gaze sharpened like a blade. Enduring the agony, he used the Profound Yin Spirit Eye to pierce the raging sand and carefully examine his surroundings. The fiendish qi in this Spiritless