The Chaotic Beast seemed wary of that area and, after lingering at the edge for a long time, finally gave up the chase and turned away.
And thus, the Heavenly Demon Divine Master narrowly escaped.
"Cough, cough..."
Another mouthful of Divine Blood was coughed out.
Seated cross-legged in the void, the Heavenly Demon Divine Master struggled to operate his Cultivation Technique in an attempt to stabilize his injuries.
But he quickly realized that the severity of this damage far exceeded his expectations. Having burned Essence Blood continuously, and with his Tao Foundation eroded by the Half-step Immortal aura, without secluded meditation for millions of years, it would be impossible to recover to his peak state.
Even his cultivation showed signs of slight decline.
At this thought, a surge of uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart.
"Wretched beast..."
A cold murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon Divine Master.
