Vajra Phantom rapidly dissipated.
It transformed into a sky full of motes of light.
Jiang Ran stood where he was, looking up at the blood rain drifting down from the sky as he slowly extended a hand.
Before long, a strand of hair as fine as silk, its entire surface flowing with a dark golden sheen, quietly drifted into his palm.
"So this is the Life-Bound Bristle..."
Jiang Ran's gaze flickered as he was about to examine it closely.
"Young man, save me!!"
Black Cat's voice suddenly came from behind him, carrying a note of urgency.
Jiang Ran froze for a moment upon hearing it and turned around.
Black Cat was being chased up and down the street by the remaining black Hairy People.
He looked thoroughly disheveled.
The sight made Jiang Ran's mouth twitch.
"He's a Poet Immortal, at least..."
He muttered under his breath, but ultimately walked over.
At that moment.
Those black Hairy People finally noticed Jiang Ran in the distance.
When they discovered that Bai Yi was gone, and only a faint scent of blood remained in the air...
They exchanged glances, their pupils suddenly contracting.
Without the slightest hesitation.
They turned and ran!
"Trying to leave now?"
Jiang Ran's voice was calm, yet it reached their ears clearly.
Almost the instant his words fell, he activated Eight-Step Cicada Chase at full force. His body became an afterimage as he instantly appeared in front of them.
He raised his right fist, crimson-gold Dragon Force coiling around it.
Then he threw a punch.
Bang!
The Hairy Person at the front did not even have time to turn around before his chest was pierced through by the punch.
His body pitched forward and crashed to the ground, never moving again.
The remaining few saw this...
They knew they