In the sky, a strange beast wreathed in black flames floated in midair.
It looked like a wolf, yet also like a fox, and was about the same size. Compared to the other desolate beasts that were often as large as mountains, it was truly tiny.
However, it had horns growing from its head, and its blood-red eyes had now lost their light.
This was the eighth layer's Guardian Beast, the Nightmare Beast of the Desolate Soul. It possessed powerful soul strength and could control dreams, causing people to fall into its trap without realizing it.
Even Fang Mo, despite possessing powerful soul strength, had fallen for it and could not tell whether he was in a dream or reality. Fortunately, the Bronze Mirror protected his soul. The moment its soul entered his sea of consciousness, it was shattered by the Bronze Mirror.
It could be said that this had been the easiest clearance yet. He had not lifted a finger before the battle was resolved.
This was a powerful desolate beast at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Level, yet it had been silently annihilated just like that.
Roar!
The Blood Dragon howled, opening its maw to devour the desolate beast's essence blood and battle soul. Before long, it had consumed them completely, while a Nightmare Beast of the Desolate Soul burning with black flames condensed upon Fang Mo's back.
The Blood Dragon returned, and powerful energy erupted from Fang Mo's body.
Roar!
Fang Mo threw back his head and roared, like a terrifying desolate beast. Powerful pressure radiated from his body, and the battle marks of eight desolate beasts appeared behind him, as though heaven and earth themselves were trembling.
Fang Mo was terrifyingly powerful now. He felt as if he could destroy this entire world with a