Ever since that day, Bloodthirsty had been utterly heartbroken and unable to accept this cruel reality, thrusting itself into a corner of the Cold Jade Lock Dimension.
It had lost even the desire to merge with the Demon Blade once more, nor did it wish to return to the Snake-Head Staff. Like a lump of mud, it rooted itself in the dimension, enduring the suffocating spiritual Qi.
Yet today, Leng Zhuxin noticed that it had changed somewhat.
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