"Is that Old Demon really so powerful?" Shou's expression was grave.
He was well aware of his young master's talent.
His young master was only a step away from the Blood-Stained Realm.
Just what level of Cultivation did that Wrathful Killing Arhat possess to injure his young master so grievously?
"It should be the Second Realm of the Blood-Stained Realm. Otherwise, the Demon Blood wouldn't have eroded so deeply."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Jiufang pulled open his robe at the chest.
On his left breast, a piece of flesh the size of a bowl's mouth had been torn away. Upon this wound, densely packed Buddha heads were leering with eerie, grotesque smiles.
They even seemed to sense Li Jiufang's gaze. These Buddha heads all craned upwards and began to chant those heretical scriptures once more.
"Is it truly the Blood-Stained Realm? This demon is truly audacious!" Gazing at the horrific wound on Li Jiufang's chest, Shou's face turned slightly colder.
