"What happened to you?" Jian Xieshen, who was cultivating in the blood pool, asked Xie Zuzhou, who had just arrived. "Hmm? How did you get so badly injured?"
Xie Zuzhou's face darkened, but he quickly calmed down, afraid that his injuries would worsen. He explained to Jian Xieshen what had just happened, especially Ling Yun's action of destroying his avatar. "I never expected him to have such a powerful spatial seal, and I couldn't undo my avatar. Furthermore, the seal also suppressed my avatar's power, and I ultimately died at his hands."
"Hmm?" Jian Xieshen raised an eyebrow. "That brat wouldn't possibly possess such an ability, and it's probably an ability he inherited from the Primordial Chaos Dragon, so you can't underestimate him."
"I think so." Jian Xieshen shifted aside when Xie Zuzhou entered the blood pool. "I know you need this blood for your cultivation, but I also need it to recover from my injuries."
