The fish-dragon suddenly shot out from the darkness of the forest, displaying speed on par with a Void Stepping cultivator. In a flash, it cleared the treetops, paused at that height for a moment, then burst forth with even more astonishing speed, turning into a black streak as it shot into the sky. After reaching a certain height, its slender body swayed violently through the air in wild excitement. Yet as Xie Yan's gaze followed the fish-dragon, his mood darkened to the extreme.
Compared with Yu Ci, who lay steeped in deathly stillness, the little thing's wanton, arrogant bearing was unbearably glaring!
The fish-dragon had been brought here by Yu Ci, yet Xie Yan had more or less forced Yu Ci to expend his vital essence feeding it. Whether or not the ultimate goal had been achieved, Yu Ci had carried it out without the slightest discount, even delaying the critical period after forming his Yin Spirit, when he should have been drawing out his potential.
Xie Yan remembered all the effort and price Yu Ci had paid. Yet he did not even have the chance to make amends...
The hand holding his sword flexed slightly as Xie Yan locked onto the fish-dragon's path. Without the Golden Bone Jade Disc, no matter how valuable the fish-dragon was, it had become meaningless. Using this heaven-and-earth spiritual creature to accompany the young man into the grave—would he be satisfied with that?
With a sharp sizzle, a spray of blood burst from the fish-dragon dancing through the air.
Xie Yan froze, the half-drawn sword blade stopping short. He had not made a move yet!
The instant the blood blossomed, it became unending. It was as though the fish-dragon's slender body had been stuffed full of firecrackers, exploding section by section, string by string.