To him, even who was on the brink of death, if his Blood Devouring Fiendish Bird could kill Grey and absorb his flesh, blood and bones, alongside his cultivation base. Then all this struggle wouldn't be in vain..
If only the old man knew that the Blood Devouring Fiendish Bird he was talking about was already being refined by the purple crystal, perhaps he would have coughed out several mouthfuls of blood and died on the spot.
However, when Grey sensed that the fifth wave of purple light was about to descend upon the bird and truly begin the refinement process, he forcibly suppressed the agony tearing through his body and flew downward.
The moment his feet touched the ground, he crossed his legs and entered a meditative state.
