Truefire Extinguishes the Sick Demon

Within a hundred meters of Xiao Chen.

Purple haze filled the sky.

It was so dense it nearly condensed into substance.

Endless sharp intent surged from Xiao Chen's body.

At this moment.

He was like the Sword God.

Nothing could not be broken.

No one could not be slain.

"Th-this... he still has another move?" The Divine Fire Army commander was dumbfounded.

"Sword Qi fills Qian Kun! I truly underestimated you." Wang Chongming muttered.

A flicker of terror flashed through Fog Tiger's eyes, and it began fleeing for its life.

Xiao Chen had already beaten it black and blue before. Now, his killing power had increased severalfold from before!

It could not withstand it!

"Come back!"

Wang Chongming formed seals with his fingers, trying to summon Fog Tiger back.

His soul beast was extraordinarily precious!

Over countless years, he had only obtained two in total. One had already died, and if this one died too, his losses would be devastating.

There were only two soul beasts for a reason.

First, his standards were exceedingly high, and he looked down on ordinary soul beasts.

Second, nurturing soul beasts truly consumed tremendous effort and resources. Even he could barely afford it.

Sensing its master's actions, Fog Tiger rejoiced inwardly.

As long as it returned to its master's body, it would be safe.

But casting the technique took time.

One breath.

As long as it held on for one breath, it would be saved.

Clinging to that belief, it sped up again, dragging its mutilated body covered in green blood as it beat its wings and streaked through the void like lightning.

"The time is up. I escaped danger."

One breath later, Xiao Chen had failed to catch it, and delight showed openly on its face.

But the next breath.

It realized something