Just as the bone sword was about to break through Blood Tide, a piercing buzz suddenly rang out.
Wei Gu's soul immediately detached from his Nascent Soul, his face twisted in pain.
At the same time, the bone sword's spiritual light scattered completely, and it drifted feebly to the ground.
Wei Gu's soul looked up and discovered that nine tentacles had extended from the man's head, trembling without cease.
The sound that was tormenting his soul came precisely from those nine tentacles.
A Void Demon! And he has it sealed within his sea of consciousness!
As this thought flashed through Wei Gu's soul, everything before him turned blood-red.
Blood Tide had descended, swallowing his soul, Nascent Soul, and mangled body whole.
After dragging Wei Gu's soul into his sea of consciousness and suppressing it with the black hole there, Song Wen let out a faint sigh of relief. The greatest trouble had finally been dealt with.
One of the tentacles atop Song Wen's head rapidly lengthened, curling around the black wolf Void Demon on the ground.
Then, the tentacle began to turn ethereal, and the black wolf Void Demon wrapped within it likewise began to turn ethereal.
Once both had entered an ethereal state, the tentacle suddenly retracted, carrying the black wolf Void Demon into Song Wen's sea of consciousness.
Song Wen shifted his gaze toward Jian Xiao in the distance.
Jian Xiao was not only grievously wounded and out of spiritual power, but Wei Gu seemed to have placed some sort of restriction within him. He could not even abandon his body with his soul to flee, and could only lie on the ground, watching everything unfold.
"Fellow Daoist, thank you for saving me." Jian Xiao laboriously pulled off his storage ring. "I have no way to repay this