Li Xuewei's body plummeted uncontrollably toward the ground. Before she could hit the ground, a huge Blue Dragon Claw appeared above her head without warning and slammed down at her.
Blood light flared brilliantly from Li Xuewei's body, as though she were about to use some kind of escape technique to evade it.
Just then, an incomparably icy man's voice rang out. "You must be tired too, Fellow Daoist. You should get some proper sleep!"
Given Li Xuewei's status, she definitely possessed secret techniques for resisting Soul Attacks, and she surely knew of Shen Mei's existence. This time, Shen Long released Shen Yan.
Shen Long had personally tested it before. Even he could not withstand Shen Yan's attack.
Upon hearing those words, Li Xuewei became drowsy, and her eyelids grew unbearably heavy.
Before she could come to her senses, the Blue Dragon Claw shattered her Body-Protecting Spirit Light and slapped her into a puddle of flesh.
The corpse lit up with blood light, and a blood-colored Jade Talisman emerged.
With a muffled boom, the blood-colored Jade Talisman shattered. A cloud of blood mist surged forth somewhere in the void, and Li Xuewei reappeared, her eyes filled with apprehension.
"Nightmare? Does your Spirit Beast possess the bloodline of the True Spirit Nightmare?"
Li Xuewei asked doubtfully, her gaze falling on Shen Yan.
According to the intelligence she had gathered, Shen Long's most formidable Spirit Beasts were a mutated Flood Dragon and a Spirit Fox with the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox.
"You let me win, Madam Li."
Shen Long did not explain and merely cupped his fist in salute.
"I am willing to accept defeat. Here is the wager we agreed upon."
Li Xuewei flicked her right hand, and a Cyan Storage Bracelet shot toward Shen Long.
Shen Long caught