Seriously Injured Demon King, Number One Sword Cultivator of True Martial Sect
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Northern Great Yan, in a world of ice and snow.
In a cave, the ice formed cones all over the place. It was terrifying.
At the end of the tunnel, a white-haired man sat on an ice bed. He wore a robe made of beast fur. His face was demonic, and there were four tails that looked like black fur on his back.
He was Demon King Dian Su in his human form.
Boom—
The demon king suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. It splattered on the ice on the ground, burning until it melted the ice and mist rose.
There were many pits in front of the ice bed. They were all the blood he had spat out.
He kept vomiting blood!
Dian Su was furious and terrified.
What's going on!
Five hours ago, he had started vomiting blood, all the way until now. Now, he was actually spitting out blood essence!
How could that be?