Spirit of Sacrifice
Chen Lang saw the faint shock on his face and couldn't help bursting into a smug, wild laugh. "Ignorant human, do you know what this is?"
"An evil spirit body that devours all things! You think that just because your Soul Power is a little stronger, you're invincible?"
His arrogant laughter made Tang Yunting furrow his brow slightly. He hadn't expected this fellow to have another trick up his sleeve. It certainly made things more complicated.
But thinking that an evil spirit that wasn't even fully formed could stop him was pure wishful thinking!
Naturally aloof, Tang Yunting didn't like wasting words when fighting. He silently reached out and grabbed at the air, drawing back the countless little flames circling the black clouds.
He lifted his chin, sensing the Earth Sha Claw drawing ever closer. With his brows slightly knit, he pictured the evil spirit in his mind: a wild tiger charging down the mountain, baring its fangs as it came straight for him.
Its domineering, ferocious aura seemed ready to tear him apart and swallow him whole, without leaving so much as a scrap.
Tang Yunting's expression turned cold. He raised his hand toward the direction of the incoming Earth Sha Claw and suddenly spread his fingers. A dark-blue flame serpent surged from his palm and wound toward the evil spirit.
The moment they collided, the evil spirit's form visibly faltered. As the flame serpent climbed over it, the spirit's drifting body seemed bound, and it began struggling desperately.
The Soul Flame was unlike the Phoenix Clan's flames, which scorched everything around them with extreme heat. Instead, it took the shape of fire to burn the Sea of Soul.
This kind of attack was far more troublesome and difficult to deal with. Apart from those with