As the long spear approached, Zhao Lie's eyes showed a glint of horror, but he remained unflustered. At the critical moment, his body inexplicably shifted slightly, and then the spear, which should have pierced through his head, landed on his chest instead.
Though his chest was pierced, it was not fatal.
Zhao Lie was a fierce tiger, and a great one at that, possessing tremendous vitality that had already transformed into 'Qi Blood Mercury.' His physical body had evolved with divine technique transformations.
The spear pierced through Zhao Lie, leaving a transparent wound that turned to ashes and dissipated. Golden yellow blood flowed from Zhao Lie's wound.
"Such pure blood, I want to drink it!" Zhang Chen, watching Zhao Lie's golden yellow blood flowing, felt a surge of impulse from the crystal core within his heart.
"Zhao Lie's blood is a great nourishment for me." Zhang Chen thought to himself.
