Seeing this, Fang Chen felt his heart turn half-cold. The Draconic Flail carried his divine soul imprint, and its shattering had caused him to suffer backlash yet again, with fresh blood continually spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Actually..."
Pudu Heavenly Lord looked at Fang Chen with a hint of emotion. "If you were just an ordinary 12th Level Qi Condensation cultivator, perhaps those few moves of yours earlier would have had miraculous effects. At the very least, you wouldn't be in such a miserable state."
Chapter 80