Throwing Mud

The Golden Crow was an ancient ferocious beast that commanded the power of Exotic Flame. Though it could not compare to the Nine Primordial Fiends, it was still a supreme existence ranked among the top hundred of the Demon Race.

Golden Crow fire was supremely hard and supremely yang, capable of burning all things beneath heaven. Almost nothing could withstand it. Though inferior to Solar Truefire, it surpassed most flames in the world.

Boom!

The Golden Crow moved with incredible speed. A hundred meters vanished in the blink of an eye as it crashed viciously toward the ghostly face in the air, carrying a sea-swallowing blaze with it.

Its twin pupils gleamed white, brimming with spirit, and its eyes revealed disdain.

Everyone was astonished. A Golden Crow created by a mere secret technique actually displayed human-like emotions. It was frighteningly powerful.

Just as everyone thought the ghostly green face would be burned to ashes, it grinned and spat out a stream of green smoke.

The green smoke rapidly expanded into a green chain that bound the Golden Crow tightly. Strange green vapor spread through the air, corroding the Golden Crow's body with a sizzling sound.

Terror filled the Golden Crow's eyes as it screamed. Flames surged across its body, trying to burn away the green vapor, but it was completely useless. As it struggled, its bright golden feathers were corroded black and gave off a foul stench!

Hiss!

Sharp gasps immediately rang out across the scene.

Everyone stared in shock. The Golden Crow controlled Exotic Flame and should have been the nemesis of wicked entities. How had it been injured so badly in a single exchange by that green vapor?

"What a move, Sword Demon! What exactly is that?"

"It reeks of sinister evil. It must be a wicked-path technique,