Chapter: 6387

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, tinged with the smell of blood, his tense body slightly relaxing, but his eyes remained warily fixed on the direction where the Soul-Devouring Venerable had disappeared.

"Chen Ping!"

Huo Ling'er rushed over, her voice trembling with tears, supporting his swaying body, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls. "How are you? Are you badly injured?"

She frantically took out the best healing pills from the Earth Fire Pavilion, wanting to feed them to Chen Ping.

The Crimson Cloud Demon Lord also arrived closely. Looking at the horrific wound on Chen Ping's chest and his paper-white face, his eyes were filled with complex emotions—worry, shock, and an indescribable admiration.
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