The Hunt and the Promise

"Material delivered right to my door, what the hell are you babbling about?"

Ji Jue once again activated Pan Ying's Blood Flame without hesitation, burning Pan Ying red-hot, almost beyond its capacity to endure...

But it scared the shit out of him!

For a moment, he had genuinely thought that bastard Wolf of the Heart had descended, and he had been ready to self-destruct Pan Ying regardless of the consequences. Yet it turned out to be nothing more than a parasite, and it still dared covet him?

This was outrageous!

As the Blood Flame erupted, mercury-like flowing light gathered, tangling and binding layer upon layer. Then Three-Phase Alchemy burst forth, dragging all Spiritual Substance inward and compressing it like a whirlpool!

The Wolf of the Heart was formless and shapeless. If it escaped from this body, who knew how much trouble it would cause? Even if it was only a single thought, it could possess someone with the slightest lapse in attention. Who the hell could live like that?!

The black flames within the Soul Reflection burst from the silver light, completely swallowing and covering the pierced Wolf of the Heart. Sticky black flames dissolved every bit of Spiritual Substance and matter. Within that chaos beyond anyone's control, everything lost its original form, leaving no trace to follow. The Wolf of the Heart roared in furious agony, struggling madly beneath pain it had never anticipated. The face pierced by Pan Ying suddenly lunged forward, disregarding the agony of its soul being torn apart as it opened its mouth and bit at Ji Jue, close at hand.

Just a fraction more, just—

Smack!

A streak of light fell from the sky!

Hunting Finger Flying Light!

At that crucial moment, An Ning chose Projection. What she hurled toward the Wolf of the