A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out as Jiang Xiaobai collapsed onto the ground with a pale face.
Realm degradation successful!
The tribulation clouds brewing in the sky seemed not to expect Jiang Xiaobai to pull such a move and froze for a moment before gradually dissipating with a reluctant air.
Jiang Xiaobai nearly spat out another mouthful of blood upon seeing this.
"Dammit, the heavens just can't wait to strike me dead, can they?"
"What's with that aggrieved and reluctant look of yours?"
"What are you trying to imply here!"
Of course, the heavens would not deign to pay attention to Jiang Xiaobai, and in an instant, the sky was clear once more!
Lying on the ground, Jiang Xiaobai's face was bloodless, and fresh blood kept trickling from the corners of his mouth.
It hurt, it hurt so much!
The pain was even comparable to the assault of the Soul-Thunder.