No matter how fast he moved, no matter how exquisite his movement technique was, the blade still accurately pierced into his body.
The familiar agony surged through him, forcing him to curl up on the ground, his body tensed up. It was a long time before the pain dissipated, and his cultivation emerged again like a glowing speck.
His realm continued to plummet, dropping directly to the Golden Core Realm Fifth Layer Perfection. Memories of his cultivation still played in his mind when he touched the glowing sphere.
"What on earth is happening? Must I really disperse all my cultivation here?"
As more blades pierced into him, his cultivation kept falling, finally dropping to the Mortal Purity Realm, leaving him void of any cultivation within.
"No! I cannot lose my cultivation. I still have grievances to avenge, people to meet, and many unfinished matters!"
Without cultivation, his state turned somewhat manic, and his eyes gradually turned crimson, his heart filled with resentment.
