"—This is your Soul blood. It always was. I don't need it. Without your Soul, your body won't last much longer!"
But An Jin just shook her head gently. "Ze Sheng, you know better than anyone that you need it more than I do..."
The surrounding Demonic Qi suddenly began to stir. It had clearly detected her presence. Like ravenous ghouls, the tendrils of Qi scrambled toward her, and the dark aura they carried shot forward like a sharp blade.
At the critical moment, the Silver Wolf arrived, streaking through the clouds wrapped in arcs of lightning. It snatched her up in its jaws, but the blade of Demonic Qi had already pierced its left foreleg, leaving a gaping, crimson gouge.
Demonic Qi seeped into his internal organs through the wound.
The Silver Wolf coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he endured the agony and quickly carried her away to a relatively safe area.
Xi covered their retreat, but he was also covered in numerous wounds.
