Because he never anticipated that Daoist Changchun would self-detonate at this final moment, when the Divine Dragon's hard, ice-cold scales
suddenly felt the warmth of splattered flesh and blood, it belatedly realized what had happened and hurriedly moved its body swiftly to dodge the blood rain that filled the sky.
Bewilderment arose in its heart—Daoist Changchun's actions had been clear to it, and now, having absorbed the Vitality, Qi, Blood, and Flesh of Qi Lingzi, his powers must have reached the peak they had never achieved in his lifetime, so why did he suddenly blow up his own body?
Soon, it understood.
The flesh and Vitality, Qi, Blood of Daoist Changchun had exploded into countless flecks, red, yellow, black, and white intermingled, as if the sky had rained down a nauseating shower of blood, and those dark red patches had all fallen upon the ground.
