"Ah..."
The old man in white let out a miserable scream, his face full of panic.
As a Nine-Star War Emperor, his body's self-healing abilities far exceed those of ordinary people.
Even without any healing elixirs, such superficial wounds can be quickly repaired.
But at this moment.
He discovered that the wound could not heal, and blood kept flowing out.
And completely out of control!
At this rate, he might bleed to death!
"What are you doing?"
Upon witnessing this.
The old man in red looked at the Heart Demon in furious disbelief and shouted.
"Nothing!"
"I just think his blood is quite delicious, and I want a taste."
The Heart Demon chuckled, like a devil.
"Big brother, save me..."
The old man with white hair became increasingly panicked.
In less than ten breaths, one-third of the blood in his body had drained away.
His face was as pale as paper.
"What exactly do you want?"
The old man in red shouted, his heart burning with urgency.
