At the edge of Mingling Island.
Chen Mu stared at Wu Jie, who was rolling endlessly across the ground in an attempt to extinguish the Seven Emotions Flame. His expression turned ruthless.
Boom!
The Delusion Seven Emotions Flame surged once more, and Wu Jie's entire body thoroughly transformed into a massive fireball.
Yin Fault Yang Deviation circled through the air, streams of Yin-Yang Qi Divine Light bombarding the flames one after another without pause.
Chen Mu had thought the outcome certain, but in the next instant—
Wu Jie was like a punctured balloon. With a bang, he exploded into a rain of blood that filled the sky, countless droplets shooting in all directions like arrows.
The Seven Emotions Flame clinging to Wu Jie was immediately blasted apart and scattered everywhere.
Chen Mu's heart lurched. In an instant, he fled several hundred meters, avoiding the blood rain.
Once he steadied himself, he turned back to look.
He saw that the ground around Wu Jie had already been scorched black.
The blood rain was like poisonous water, corroding the surrounding rubble and shrubs until they were riddled with holes, hissing all the while.
At the center, a fist-sized mass of blood rapidly wriggled and expanded. Within a few breaths, it became a half-man-tall little figure.
The little figure had a pair of murky gray membranous wings on its back. Its blue-gray skin exuded an air of death, and dry gray-white hair hung loose around its shoulders. Fine sharp fangs pierced crookedly through its lips like a cluster of wild thorns growing unchecked.
Its palm-sized face was exceedingly bizarre, as though divided down the middle. The left half resembled Wu Jie, while the right half looked exactly like Wu Neng'er from before!
"Is this man... this demon, still Wu Jie?"
Chen Mu could