The next moment, the Humanoid Fierce Beast revealed a face Ou Tu found incomparably familiar. The latter's remaining spirit shadow twisted as he said, "It's you—the brat from the Spirit Seal Realm. You really are a Magic Beast. Ying Bailiu... wasn't lying."
At that moment, Ou Tu simply could not believe his own eyes. He had actually seen Sikong Jing revert from his demon form.
Zhe Ying had said that any half-human, half-demon in the Dark Demon Small World could never revert from their demon form. Thus, the Magic Beast Ying Bailiu had seen should not have been Sikong Jing. Either he had been lying, or Sikong Jing had secret helpers.
But now, he had witnessed something that defied all reason.
He desperately wanted to report this to Zhe Ying at once, but with only a shattered remnant of a spirit shadow left, how could he possibly make a report anymore?
In an instant... "Aah!"
A crazed scream rang out as Ou Tu's spirit shadow shattered and perished.
At the same time, the Spirit Race geniuses around Ou Tu had long since frozen in shock. They shrieked, "What the hell is that thing? Senior Brother Ou Tu, you—you—you... what happened to you?"
Zhan You and the others likewise stared blankly at the demonic smoke mass above the abyss. Then they saw the mass of demonic smoke suddenly surge outward.
The smoke mass instantly transformed into a pitch-black human silhouette, a humanoid cloud of demonic smoke whose features could not be seen, sweeping toward the Spirit Race geniuses.
Streak after streak of black claw light formed in an instant.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff...
The claw lights tore through the Spirit Race geniuses at terrifying speed. Blood sprayed across the sky above the abyss, while one Spirit Race genius after another let