The Battle of Devouring

Soon, the two began a new round of intense combat.

Although it took place in the realm of consciousness, the pain they experienced was very real.

In just a short time, both Gu Lan and Blood Demon were already showing signs of suffering. One of Gu Lan's arms had been severed, while Blood Demon had been pierced by thousands of swords. However, neither of them cared about the injuries.

Suppressing the expressions of pain on their faces, the surrounding aura began to gather around them.

With the aid of spiritual energy, both of their injuries rapidly healed.

Gu Lan's cold gaze locked onto Blood Demon, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

Seeing the intensity of his expression, Blood Demon sneered, and his aura surged with no attempt to hide it.

"Stop wasting energy. Our moves are identical—how could there be a winner between us?" Blood Demon taunted. "At this rate, it'll be a stalemate."