He fell heavily to the ground, and red blood beads oozed out from the cracks on the surface of his skin. He felt as if he had been drained of all his strength and could not even move his fingers.

However, just as the blood power in his body converged, a more cold aura quietly erupted from the depths of his body.

It was pure Taoist evil spirit, as dark as ink, with a biting chill, wandering through his meridians like a living thing.

Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and two strange black runes appeared deep in his pupils. The runes were twisted and squirmed, as if they were alive.
Chapter completed!