C160 The War Was Still Ongoing

Nangong Fan downed the black blood from the jade bottle he held. The liquid was scalding, piercing straight to his heart, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. The blood seemed sentient, like a diminutive black bear using Nangong Fan's body as its battleground, roaring and raging in futile resistance.

He sensed a lethal threat. Without resistance, he would dissipate like rain