Chapter 88: Flame Martial Intent

Cough, cough... Inside a concealed cave, Stanley sat cross-legged, his black robe torn to shreds and his chest mangled with flesh wounds. Cuts and bruises marred his entire body. Though his strength could sweep through the Xian Tian Realm with ease, facing an onslaught from hundreds of Xian Tian Realm beasts had left him severely injured, despite managing to break free. His storage ring held twelve blood beads, each one collected from a beast he had slain while escaping the horde. All were Xian...