"Damn it!"
Seeing this, the Fourth Elder was terrified. He twisted his body backward to dodge, frantically gathering his remaining Blood Qi in front of his chest.
CRACKLE! A tearing sound echoed. Although the Fourth Elder had avoided a fatal blow to the heart, the edge of the sword's gleam still grazed his left shoulder and a small part of his chest.
His protective aura of blood tore apart like paper. He was sent flying like rotten wood struck by a sledgehammer, screaming as he crashed into the rock wall behind him with a THUD, buried under an avalanche of falling stone.
Before the dust could settle, a blinding crimson light erupted from within the pile of rubble.
In his desperation, the Fourth Elder had begun to burn his own lifeblood without hesitation.
In an instant.
An almost transparent, blurry crimson shadow shot out at a speed difficult to discern with the naked eye, heading straight for the distant Chen Sheng.
