A Talking Fox

"Interesting!"

Dongfang Jinghan smiled faintly, because she felt this soul beast was rather suited to her second martial soul, the Blood Wing Angel.

Whoosh!

The Ice Sword martial soul in Dongfang Jinghan's hand slashed repeatedly, killing the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine outright.

A black soul ring drifted out from the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine's body.

Wang Sheng looked at Dongfang Jinghan in some surprise, because the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine had only had one breath left. Even if they had done nothing, it would not have lived much longer.

There had been absolutely no need to strike again.

Unless...

"This Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine is suitable?"

"Mm!"

Dongfang Jinghan nodded, then sat down to the side, drew the black soul ring over, and began her journey of refining it.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng smiled as well. After all, finding a suitable soul beast was truly no easy thing.

Especially for a special martial soul like Dongfang Jinghan's Blood Wing Angel. That made it even harder.

So now, this Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine that had delivered itself to their door being suitable for the Blood Wing Angel could be counted as no small pleasant surprise.

However, Wang Sheng also immediately went on full alert.

Because at this moment, Dongfang Jinghan was at her weakest.

If any random soul beast came along, she would be done for.

At that moment, the hidden Six-Tailed Charming Fox also sensed the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine's death.

A head poked out from its hiding place, and it very cleverly sized up the surroundings.

When it saw Dongfang Jinghan sitting beside the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine and refining the soul ring, its eyes could not help but light up.

Because from that soul ring, it sensed the aura of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine.

In other words, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Vine really was dead.

Then