With Ning Qi's assistance.
The trace of spiritual power that had merged into the body was immediately expelled.
At the same time, Ning Qi sensed the strange power from before suddenly vanish, as if it had never existed. Meanwhile, Blade Demon's condition finally improved significantly, with his pupils returning to their original jet-black state and the life energy in his body reversing.
In the back mountain.
A dead silence.
Only the sound of Blade Demon gasping for breath remained.
In his jet-black pupils, fear was visibly etched, despite having mentally prepared himself for the possibility of dying, he couldn't help but feel suffocated when truly facing such an unknown and terrifying entity.
If Ning Qi hadn't prepared numerous contingency plans beforehand, his fate would have been bleak.
"What... what exactly is it? In the spiritual qi... what on earth exists?" Blade Demon asked hoarsely.
He looked up at Ning Qi, eager for an answer.
