Flame of Living Beings

"Young friend Han Feng, the Good and Evil Corpses share the same origin as the main body. If the Evil Corpse is harmed, the main body will be injured as well."

The Good Corpse reminded him.

Han Feng glanced at the White Tiger but did not stop what he was doing.

"Then I'll have to trouble Senior White Tiger to endure a little longer."

The Good Corpse White Tiger opened its mouth, but ultimately closed it again without saying anything further.

Feeling that the purification within its body had not weakened but instead grown even stronger, the Evil Corpse White Tiger immediately glared furiously and let out even more violent roars.

Its body shook violently, yet the shackles only tightened further!

"You old fool, he wants to kill me, and he wants to kill you too! Why haven't you released the shackles yet? Ah!!! Do you want to die?!"

The White Tiger's main body endured the pain inside it. The gaze in its sole remaining eye remained as resolute as ever.

"If he wants to kill me, then let him. A sinner like me should have died long ago!"

"Bastard, you! Ah!!!!"

The Evil Corpse could not help crying out in pain again.

To it, that pure purification power was an instrument of torment.

At last, after realizing that the person before it truly did not care whether the White Tiger's main body lived or died and genuinely intended to kill it, the White Tiger's Evil Corpse became afraid.

It might possess countless schemes and tricks, but only by staying alive could it carry them out.

With not the slightest moral restraint, so long as survival was the prerequisite, it was willing to do anything!

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Stop, stop now! Ah!!!"

Han Feng sneered and continued