Pfff...
A burst of noise erupted from Zhao Kun's body.
No, to be precise, the explosion occurred on the scar on his chest.
Blood spurted out like a stream, although it turned into blood mist.
In just a second, Zhao Kun had become a bloodied figure.
"Impossible… how can there be such a bizarre method..."
"You, a mere Earth Extreme Realm, cannot possibly suppress my Heavenly Extreme Realm's Primordial Power..."
Zhao Kun tried to mobilize the Primordial Power within his body to suppress the wound on his chest.
The Primordial Power of the Heavenly Extreme Realm is exceedingly pure and immensely powerful.
However, he found that his own Primordial Power could not heal the wound, nor could it even prevent the wound from worsening.
On the wound, it seemed there were a thousand different attributes relentlessly tormenting it.
His injury intensified continuously, and the blood would not stop.
