Pfft!
A large mouthful of fresh blood couldn't help but spew from Ye Xuan's mouth. His figure rapidly withered, and he began to lose his balance, the next moment he fell like a kite with a broken string.
Crisis, this was a tremendous crisis for Ye Xuan.
All his cultivation was utterly depleted, his flesh was rapidly dissolving, and even his soul began to dim, a sign of impending annihilation. If this momentum was not halted, Ye Xuan would be doomed to die.
"Master!"
Luckily, Ye Qingmei instantly awakened and appeared beside him in an instant, directly pulling him into her arms. But at this moment, Ye Xuan was extremely dangerous, his flesh dissolving inch by inch, faintly revealing the bones beneath, showing that this battle had taken too much from him, shaking his very foundation, threatening his life.
"Steady!"
