Boom, boom, boom! Fen Tian's attack struck Xuan Xin head-on without restraint, while Dark Night Ghost Immortal was temporarily held back by Zhu Jin and the others, leaving him unable to intervene.
With a thud, the beam from Fen Tian's attack vanished. Xuan Xin, who had been so arrogant moments before, drifted motionlessly down from midair like a dead dog!
A closer look revealed that Xuan Xin's left hand had vanished entirely! His eyes brimmed with fury and agony, and his entire body was suffused with a bloody hue. Clearly, he had suffered grievous injuries!
Bang, bang, bang! Xuan Xin fell straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. His aura was barely a flicker, but he still had a breath of life left in him.
His left hand had clearly been obliterated by Fen Tian's attack!
Moreover, had Fen Tian not held back out of consideration for the Xuan Ling Imperial Family and the Burning Incense Pavilion, that strike would likely have killed Xuan Xin outright.
Bastard!
Xuan Xin was always extremely cautious. How could he have made so many blunders?
The Dragon Devouring Legion and Dong Xuan were the two strongest forces available. Why had they inexplicably stopped obeying Xuan Xin's commands...?
And Xuan Xin was the only one cooperating with me. Now that he was wounded, his standing in the Xuan Ling Imperial Family would probably plummet...
Could it have something to do with that man? Before long, Dark Night Ghost Immortal suddenly thought of Grand Preceptor Wen Zi, who frequently visited the Seventh Floor of the Underground Palace. But with Xuan Xin gravely wounded, none of that mattered anymore.
Better to leave first! Dark Night Ghost Immortal certainly knew how to make a decisive choice. Seeing Xuan Xin gravely wounded, he hesitated no further