The wind, Chang Feng dispersed.
Blood, the blood had dried.
After a battle, Heaven and Earth were vast and tumultuous, the sword roars directed toward the Western winds, leaving behind only a ground littered with wounded and unclaimed skeletons.
Jiang Dali sat on the back of Demon Hawk, retracting his gaze from the Forbidden City.
One of his eyes was now covered by a makeshift eye patch of black cloth, while his other eye looked down with a chilly expression at his muscular, bulging chest.
The True Qi within his body slowly circulated and then burst forth with force.
At once, the residual needle-shaped Qi Force forced its way out through his pores.
Every bit of needle-shaped Qi Force expelled carried with it a trail of blood, causing Wang Yuyan beside him to shriek softly, no longer as frail as before, but nonetheless secretly panic-stricken at the sight.
"Stop shouting. I’m not dead yet. Your clamor is enough to kill me! Keep it up and I’ll throw you across," Jiang Dali impatiently snapped, his loud voice startling Wang Yuyan into silence.
"Hahaha, Old Jiang, quick, throw Miss Wang over here. I’ll catch her. With a beauty by our side, even drinking wine would be a feast for the eyes," Lu Xiaofeng, who was flying beside on Divine Phoenix, shouted with a laugh, one hand holding a wine jar and the other injured hand bandaged and fixed on a wooden brace, his mustache perking up.
Though he now appeared miserable and heavily wounded, his mood was quite good.
All because of the previous near-death battle.
It seemed as if the immense, inescapable pressure completely triggered his potential, leading him to genuinely enter the state of Heavenly Human Communication.
He found himself entering that state frequently now.
It was merely a matter of time before he truly stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm.
He felt a sense of pride rising within him, waiting for everyone’s gaze of admiration at all times to savor the hard-won fruits of victory.
However, alas, no one paid him any attention at that moment. His supposed dashing invitation didn’t even earn a glance from Wang Yuyan.
"Village chief, you..."
Wang Yuyan’s slender, fair fingertips wiped away the blood splatter on her face, her beautiful eyes falling on Jiang Dali, who was covered in his own blood. Far from being angered by his words, she instead felt nervous and inexplicably heartbroken by the sight of the blood oozing from him and the scent of blood that filled her nostrils.
"He’s sturdy like a bull. No, stronger than a bull. What could possibly happen to him?"
Dongfang Bubai spoke coldly, looking at Jiang Dali’s strong, blood-stained torso, then glanced at his fierce cyclopean appearance, and said indifferently, "You do look quite decent this way. You indeed resemble the chief of bandits."
"Less of your chit-chat!"
Jiang Dali snorted, pointing at his severely injured eye, "This eye isn’t blind yet, but its vision is severely impaired. I must find the best doctor in the world.
Moreover, the most troublesome part right now is that it still contains that old eunuch’s needle-shaped true energy.
I dare not force it out carelessly; I can only dissolve it slowly with the Absorption Skill, otherwise, the eye will truly be ruined."
"Needle-shaped true energy is a unique form of True Qi cultivated from the Sunflower Treasure Book, indeed very sinister and damaging."
Dongfang Bubai stretched out a hand, touching the eye patch over Jiang Dali’s single eye with a serious expression under Jiang Dali’s puzzled gaze, "That old eunuch managed to cultivate his True Qi to be both forceful and gentle; gentle as spring rain transforming the wind, forceful enough to instantly turn into needle-shaped Qi Force, reaching a state where he could launch needles without having any in hand.
In this aspect, I still fall short, but using the same True Qi to help dissolve the needle-shaped Qi Force in your eye is feasible.
It’s a pity that the old fool was already physically weak from age, first going head-to-head in a foolish brawl with you and getting seriously injured, then being schemed against by Iron Gall Divine Hou and receiving your full-force strike, dying a wrongful death."
As Dongfang Bubai spoke, his fingertip suddenly pricked and withdrew unexpectedly.
Caught off guard, Jiang Dali grunted, feeling a brief pain in his right eye followed by much comfort the next moment as the painful sensation of glass stirring in his eye vanished.
Dongfang Bubai withdrew that strand of needle-shaped True Qi, examined it briefly in front of him thoughtfully, and soon the strand of Qi dissipated on its own.
"Hmph! This kind of True Qi is too sinister and disgusting."
Jiang Dali muttered lowly, grabbing a cloak nearby to wipe the blood off his body, activating his Divine Skill to begin healing, "You were too slow this time. If you had arrived a bit earlier, it wouldn’t be us who had to flee."
Dongfang Bubai, "Even if I had arrived earlier, what would you have done?"
Jiang Dali’s brow furrowed, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Although I always knew Iron Gall Divine Hou wouldn’t be straightforward, I never expected him to pull such a big stunt. If you had come earlier, we could have directly killed that hypocritical and insidious guy."
Dongfang Bubai shook his head, his expression gradually becoming solemn, "Then someone among us might have died.
You fought with him, you must have faintly sensed that there was still a force inside him that he never used.
That power, it feels very fresh... yes, fresh..."
Jiang Dali focused and said, "Yes, that should be the power he had recently devoured and absorbed.
His Absorption Skill is quite unique and domineering, seemingly endlessly devouring a person’s power, including their Essence Qi and spirit.
Thus, even the old eunuch, who is stronger than him in Power Realm, was extremely wary of him.
But I cultivated the Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill, so his Absorption Skill is useless against me."