"Smack!"
Li Qingfeng pressed his palms together, and an immense suction force appeared once more.
Jiang Xiao roared, "Have you gone mad?! Your meridians are damaged from the backlash, and you're forcing your cultivation to circulate! You..."
"If I'm going to turn into filthy scum like you, neither human nor ghost..."
"I'd bloody well rather die!"
Pitch-black vortices erupted from the pores all over the little fatty's body. The foul blood within the Blood Refining Grand Formation surged toward him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Li Qingfeng steeled himself. The Heaven-Swallowing Art has such a mighty reputation. If it can't even swallow this little bit of blood mist...
Then forget finding a successor. It can be buried right alongside me!
The little fatty's eyes turned bloodshot, and blood seeped from his seven orifices.
To his horror, Jiang Xiao discovered that not only the blood mist within the formation but even the essence blood inside his own body had begun boiling uncontrollably.
The ancient well exploded with a thunderous crash, and the column of blood mist soaring skyward was forcibly cut off.
"How is this possible?!"
He gave a shrill howl and commanded his black flying sword.
But his control over the flying sword had relied on the support of the blood mist within the formation. Now his mental strength was already unstable, and the sword wobbled.
Yet Qin Ying's ice-blue flying sword had already arrived, engaging him in battle.
Jiang Xiao roared in defiance, a trace of panic in his voice. "Boy! Without the support of the cultivated physique from my Blood Refining Ancient Manual, this essence blood won't increase your cultivation! Because it comes from different sources, it'll eat away at your heart meridians until your body explodes!"
The little fatty paid him no heed at