June 1.
Jiang Man had remained inside the Sword Mound all this time.
He might have seemed composed throughout, chatting and laughing freely before everyone.
In truth, a dull ache lingered throughout his internal organs, and the foreign power left in his meridians was still slowly eating away at his body.
With every breath, a dull pain rose from deep in his chest, as though something were churning inside.
His organs had nearly burst.
Those people really were strong.
Without the enormous advantage of the Evil God Method, he could never have been their match.
Moreover, in combat of such intensity, the Evil God Method burned through his reserves extremely quickly, and his physical body struggled to keep pace with that power.
Fortunately, his Primordial Spirit was at a high enough level to force him through it. Otherwise, he would have given out long ago.
He had stayed here to recover from his injuries.
Had those people possessed a few more tricks, there was no telling who would have kept whom from leaving.
He should clearly have been stronger, yet his control over Return to the Void power was noticeably inferior.
The main reason was that he was still, in essence, a Primordial Spirit cultivator.
His control of power remained at the Primordial Spirit level. Perhaps another advancement would improve matters.
In particular, once he fully learned Teacher Ji's way of drawing on power, he would have handled this battle with ease.
Without that inexplicable attack of power, things would have been better.
But the fact remained that he had been injured, and as a Peerless Heavenly Prodigy, how could he show weakness before others?
He could only hold on.
"What a shame."
Recalling what had happened earlier, Jiang Man felt some regret.
Two had escaped.
He wondered whether he