As Zhao Xuanqi stood there, slightly dazed, Zhang Hongyun, who had smashed through several large trees on the other side, looked absolutely wretched.
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!!
Great mouthfuls of blood spurted from his mouth, almost like a small fountain. The piercing wound in his chest was also gushing blood, soaking the ground around him.
At the same time, his powerful body began to shrink rapidly. First, his surging Qi and Blood vanished. Then, his muscles started to wither. Finally, he was nothing but skin and bones, his wrinkled hide clinging to his frame. His once-handsome face could now only be described as horrifying—he looked like he could scare a child to tears just by walking down the street.
The side effects of the Southern Dipper Longevity Nail and the Beidou Evil Soul Needle were beginning to manifest.
