Covered in blood, Li Yan sat cross-legged at a spot on Small Bamboo Peak. Within a thousand-foot radius above his head, a vast expanse of clouds as red as blood was slowly transforming back into an ink-black color!
The ground for several thousand li around him had long since turned into a pockmarked mess, strewn haphazardly with bamboo branches and leaves, and deep craters dotted the hard, rocky earth.
A faint smell of burning emanated from these craters as wisps of blue smoke drifted upward!
At this moment, a large patch of flesh and bone had been sheared away from Li Yan's cheek, revealing bloody gums, and massive chunks of flesh on the left half of his body had vanished, leaving behind only a skeleton glistening like jade.
Li Yan was rapidly pouring medicinal liquids and powders onto his body. As those liquids and powders came into contact with his flesh and blood, a series of sizzling sounds rang out.
His mangled cheek twitched unceasingly, showing that he was far from comfortable at the moment.
Under the shroud of the preceding Crimson Cloud Tribulation, it was simply impossible to easily disperse the force with immortal arts and magic treasures, and Li Yan felt as though he had entered purgatory in a single instant.
The moment chunks of flesh touched the red clouds, they were torn away as if someone were ripping them off alive within mere breaths, falling off one piece after another just like that...
To deal with this tribulation, Li Yan had also prepared a magic treasure called the Myriad Ancient Umbrella, an ice-type magic treasure, but unfortunately its effectiveness was barely satisfactory...
In the end, Li Yan had no choice but to rely on the endless circulation of the Five Elements force within his body to keep