Li Zongbao was extremely frustrated. Yes, his cultivation was clearly at the peak of Qi Cultivation, far higher than Qing Fengmin's Qi Cultivation fifth-layer blood shadow, yet... no matter what, he could not catch up to the blood shadow in flight. The sword talismans in his hand kept circling behind the blood shadow, but trying to pierce it was harder than climbing to the heavens!
Moreover, what worried Li Zongbao most was that Qing Fengmin's blood shadow seemed to grow stronger as it devoured the essence blood of Rogue Cultivators! He could not discern the blood shadow's cultivation, but judging from the distance it was steadily opening between them, he knew it! After Qing Fengmin's blood shadow had devoured the essence blood of nearly two hundred Rogue Cultivators, it could already easily leave Li Zongbao behind, and Li Zongbao's sword talismans became even less able to achieve anything!
"Could it be... I truly have to..." Li Zongbao hesitated. Earlier, when he had been desperately worried about Cai Zhuoxia, he had intended to bring out his final measure, but... it had already been too late then. Later, Xiao Hua had unexpectedly acted and driven back the blood shadow. Amid his delight, Li Zongbao had temporarily put it out of mind. But... the current situation was truly far from good!
Unfortunately, that was not even the worst part. What truly made Li Zongbao scratch his head happened after the time it took to smoke a bag of tobacco.
After devouring the essence blood of nearly three hundred Rogue Cultivators, Qing Fengmin's blood shadow suddenly let out a piercing, wild laugh. Immediately afterward, the blood shadow trembled slightly, then was forcibly torn apart down the middle, splitting into two halves. The two halves wriggled for a while before becoming two complete blood shadows,