Chapter Ninety: Escape Hastily

"I am too weak now. If only I could truly recover my strength, I wouldn't see these three little thieves as a threat at all. Even if they were experts from the Three Great Longevity Secret Realms, I could escape with ease. Unfortunately, how difficult is it to recover strength? Fang Han hasn't managed to cultivate to the Longevity Secret Realm yet. If he did so, he could extract nine kinds of pure Yang spiritual qi from the Immortal World's Spiritual Qi to help me recover... Ahhhhhh, one day I will regain my strength and beat everyone who's ever stood against me."

Yan, moaning with unwillingness, retreated back into the Netherworld Map and fell silent.

It was severely injured by two golden cores, so much so that it would take at least a year and a half to recover. As it fell silent, the "Netherworld Map" turned back into a yellow light to wrap around Fang Han and became a tattoo again.

In contrast to Yan's weakness, the King of Blood Night had displayed much more strength.