"Finally got rid of that old dragon!"
Zhou Yi felt the disappearance of its aura and let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
His divine sense swept over his body, finding limbs shattered, internal organs damaged, and his Daoist robe soaked with fresh blood.
Fortunately, the Black Tortoise Carapace had absorbed most of the damage, otherwise, even surviving by chance, it would be difficult to use any escape skill. Zhou Yi carefully inspected every part of his body and discovered two hidden marks, one bright and one dark, located at the dantian and on the back.
"Sure enough, it's not giving up, whether it's for the chance or out of revenge."
Zhou Yi fled thousands of miles away, and after ensuring his safety, he burrowed underground, concealing his aura as he flew towards the Dan Ding Sect.
Several days later.
In a cave on a Nameless Peak hundreds of miles north of the Dan Ding Sect.