Blood trickled down the corner of the white-robed man's mouth, dripping onto his pristine robe, blossoming into dazzling red plum blossoms.
He clutched his chest, feeling the tumultuous surge of Qi and blood within, the chaotic Spiritual Energy, and the pain emanating from all over his body. His eyes were filled with incredulous shock — in all his years, it was the first time he encountered an ability that could rebound damage back upon him!
"What kind of bloodline ability is this? To be able to turn my attack back on myself..." The white-robed man's heart was in turmoil.
He could clearly sense that a significant portion of the damage from his strike had rebounded back onto him through some peculiar force, yet he couldn't determine exactly how much.
This unknown risk, however, was more daunting than facing the direct attack.
