The Ink Qilin suppressed its pain, raised its head, and let out a furious roar filled with defiance and determination, shaking dust from the stone walls of the fortress. Its already formidable aura began to climb at a visible rate, and the spiritual energy around its body surged wildly, as if an inner, deeply buried potential had been unlocked in this desperate situation.
Qin Yuanfeng knew the Ink Qilin's temperament well; the more desperate the situation, the more astonishing the power it could unleash. However, he also knew that the Ink Qilin was heavily injured right now, and if it continued to fight like this head-on, the consequences would be unimaginable. With a wave of his left hand, a pure stream of the Power of Life shot directly into the Ink Qilin's body. Like the warm spring sun, this energy carried a burgeoning vitality as it rapidly circulated through the beast's body, nourishing its damaged meridians and wounds to help stabilize its condition.
Feeling the injection of this energy, the Ink Qilin's previously dim eyes flashed with a hint of gratitude. It let out a low whimper toward Qin Yuanfeng, as if signaling that it was unharmed and telling him not to worry. Afterward, it locked its gaze back onto the Ancient Blood Qilin, and the battle intent in its eyes burned fiercely once more.
Chapter 327