Legend of the Great Sage Chapter 1472 - Survived By

Si Long was on his last breath. He murmured, “Why?”

Many questions lingered on his mind. He had considered failure, but he had never considered defeat. The difference in their strength clearly was not that great. He even possessed an upper hand. But why did Li Qingshan’s cultivation suddenly skyrocket? Why did he hold back with the last strike?

Li Qingshan grinned. His smile triggered all of his wounds across his body, which erupted with a hot cloud of bloody mist. Blood spurted out of every wound vigorously. He swayed about and fell backwards, caught by Xiao An. His state was basically even worse than Si Long’s.

That was his answer.

After breaking through to the sixth layer of the tiger demon, not only did his cultivation advance significantly, but all of the tiger demon’s abilities had strengthened as well. However, the tiger demon was not the phoenix. It did not have the Phoenix’s Nirvāṇa. An increase in cultivation was not like levelling up in a game either, where glowing in a column of light came with a full heal.

The Frenzy of the Tiger Demon had always been blood for blood, a life for a life, mortal wounds to the enemy at the cost of severe ones to himself.

This was the consequence of forcefully suppressing all of his wounds and increasing his battle prowess without any regard. What followed the imposing figure that resembled a god of wind was a ruined body on the brink of collapse.

In particular, with the last move, Myriad Flowers, his organs had ruptured and his blood vessels had shattered. He completely relied on his tiger bones to remain standing, which were also riddled with cracks, on the verge of shattering.

It was a struggle of life or death, so why would he hold back? The last strike should not have any unspent force. All of the power should have erupted in Si Long’s body, tearing him to shreds.

Actually, it was because he could not hold on for any longer in the end that this happened.

“You-” Si Long immediately understood what had happened. A strong sense of regret ate away at his heart. “If I hadn’t fled…”

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