Boom!
Thunder roared and shook the heavens.
The Vicious Ghosts surrounding Hong An were instantly wiped out in a large swath.
"Eighth Tier?!"
An incredulous expression appeared on Hong An's face.
He never would have imagined that this eerie baby, which had been quietly staying to the side, possessed Eighth Tier strength when it unleashed its full power!
What kind of monster was this?
It looked like a strange creature.
But a strange creature of this level should have already awakened and be capable of acting independently. Why, then, was it still being controlled by this young man?
How had he done it?
One question after another surfaced in his mind, but he had no time to think about them.
Because that eerie baby had already reached him.
"Get lost!"
A vicious glint flashed in Hong An's eyes. A dark-red scalpel suddenly appeared in his palm, tracing an extremely nimble trajectory with unimaginable sharpness as it slashed fiercely at Thunder Spirit.
As long as it struck, even an Eighth Tier expert would suffer some damage.
Though the impact would not be significant,
it could temporarily interrupt the opponent's attack and buy him a few seconds to catch his breath.
Pfft—
The scalpel's trajectory was not complicated, and Thunder Spirit easily dodged it. Yet for some unknown reason, the blade still managed to touch its body and slice open a huge wound.
The slashed area began to weather and wither at an unimaginable speed.
However,
just as Hong An rejoiced inwardly and took the opportunity to retreat,
he suddenly discovered that the eerie baby had not stopped moving at all despite being injured. It still swiftly raised both hands and punched directly toward his chest!
Its skin seemed liquid, flowing and surging before directly covering and filling the slashed wound.
Rumble!