"Wretched beast, die!"
Song Wen shouted sharply, and the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword appeared in his hand.
The short sword blazed with black light, shining like the sun in the sky as it struck straight at the transparent demon beast below.
Before the blade arrived, its icy radiance had already descended.
Cracks appeared across the water around the transparent demon beast, while faint ripples spread over its body as well.
Just as the black sword radiance was about to fall upon the transparent demon beast, it suddenly turned into clear water and splashed into Lake, merging with it without distinction.
Bang!
The Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword cleaved into Lake, instantly splitting the water in two and sending towering waves surging into the air.
Song Wen stared intently at the rolling Lake surface below, his brow tightly furrowed.
The instant the demon beast entered the water, he lost all sense of it.
This demon beast was not particularly strong, likely around the late seventh rank. However, its pair of forelimbs were exceptionally sharp, comparable to high-grade spirit treasures, making them excellent materials for refining spirit treasures.
Moreover, when this demon was in the water, it seemed capable of becoming formless—impossible to sense or see—leaving one with no way to deal with it, much less kill it.
Song Wen fell silent in thought, the walls of spirit stones within the cavern at the bottom of Lake flashing through his mind.
After several breaths, he finally shook his head.
He had already obtained more than one hundred and thirty supreme-grade spirit stones. His harvest had been immense; there was no need to be overly greedy.
"If Ying Wu were here, she might have a way to deal with this demon. She would probably find a way to capture it alive..."
With that thought,