"Is this giant snake about to die?" Xiao Shan asked weakly, clutching the bloody wound on her stomach.
"It should be," Chen Huang said. He felt as though he'd suddenly exploded with power when Xiao Shan was injured, as if a surge of force had rushed through him and poured out with that one punch. Even now, it still felt unbelievable. He kept gesturing with his hands.
"How did I throw that punch just now?" Chen Huang muttered.
Tang Hao reached out and checked the Black Scale Snake. "It won't die yet."
Chen Huang held out his hand. "Xiao Shan, come here. I'll heal you. I still have a little Soul Power left."
Xiao Shan walked over. Green light shone from Chen Huang's hand, and she felt warmth spread through her stomach, along with a slight itch. She raised her hand to scratch it, but Chen Huang stopped her. "Don't scratch it. It'll be fine in a moment."
He said this as sweat streamed down his forehead.
"See if it's healed," Chen Huang said pale-faced. His Soul Power was truly exhausted. Several Shadow Clones beside him immediately dispersed, restoring a little Soul Power to him and making him feel somewhat better.
Xiao Shan touched her stomach and smiled. "It doesn't hurt anymore, and the wound has closed up."
"What about this Ghost Tiger? What should we do with it? Kill it?" Xiao Shan asked, looking at Chen Huang.
Bang!
The two looked toward the sound and saw Tang Hao punch the Ghost Tiger. The Ghost Tiger didn't make another sound.
Chen Huang felt his scalp tingle. If he remembered correctly, this little cat was the one that had clawed Xiao Shan. And Tang Hao had immediately dealt with it.
Xiao Shan asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Tang Hao said calmly, "I'm