Chapter 1237: Mo Lou "Cough, cough..."
He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
Back beneath Cangming Island, this demon had used Song Jue's Ancient Mirror to break free.
A wisp of his essence had then escaped, and he had vanished without a trace.
Jiang Fan had thought he had long since left the Mystic Heaven Realm. He had never expected him to suddenly appear when he was most off guard.
"Instead of hiding and clinging to life, you dare show yourself!"
As Jiang Fan barked coldly, the three strands of Great Dao Essence within him circulated frantically, clearing the Demonic Qi from his Sea of Consciousness.
"Hehehe!"
The ghostly face Mo Lou had formed twisted in the air, cackling wildly.
"Clinging to life?"
"Jiang Fan, you don't think breaking through to the Void Realm means you can do anything to me, do you?"
"I lurked in the Jietian Battlefield for ages, absorbing the resentment of countless casualties there. I've long since recovered my full strength—even surpassed it!"
"What makes you think you can fight me?"
Jiang Fan struggled out of the mountainside. Pale golden light flowed over his skin, laboriously mending his wounds.
"Is that so?"
He scoffed, forcibly suppressing his churning blood and energy.
"If you're so confident, why did you ambush me just now?"
"Why didn't you come out openly and fight me?"
Those words struck Mo Lou right where it hurt.
While lurking in the Jietian Battlefield, he had witnessed Jiang Fan's strength firsthand, and fear had taken root in his heart without his realizing it.
So even though he was stronger than before, he still dared not face Jiang Fan head-on.
"Shut up!"
The ghostly face in the air suddenly contorted.
Its burning purple eyes erupted with towering