A bloody battle between a Soul Saint and a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast began.
Zhao Wuji's Mighty Vajra Bear had always followed a fierce and domineering path. Every punch and palm strike carried the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.
The Three-Eyed Demon Fox, meanwhile, was more agile and cunning. It bewitched the mind, its claws were like blades, and it moved so fast that only afterimages remained.
For a time, Soul Power surged across the clearing, thunderous booms rang out, and sand and stones flew everywhere.
Tang Shuo and Qian Renxue had long since retreated beyond the battle zone. Like two patient hunters, they silently watched this struggle of trapped beasts.
"This demon fox's age suits you perfectly," Tang Shuo said.
A glimmer flashed through Qian Renxue's golden eyes.
The battle grew fiercer.
Zhao Wuji was, after all, a Soul Saint. His strength was formidable, and he gradually gained the upper hand.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Immovable Wisdom King Body!"
Golden light shielded his body. No matter how the demon fox tore at him with its claws, it could not break through his defense.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"
Zhao Wuji's body swelled once more, his strength reaching its peak. He threw a punch that struck the demon fox squarely in the waist.
"Awooo—!"
The Three-Eyed Demon Fox let out a miserable scream as it was blasted far away. It smashed through several great trees before stopping, blood gushing wildly from its mouth.
Yet in its dying counterattack, pink light flared in its eyes, and a mental shock slammed viciously into Zhao Wuji's mind.
Zhao Wuji swayed, thin streams of blood flowing from his seven orifices. Clearly, he had suffered serious internal injuries as well.
Both sides were badly wounded!
Now!
Qian Renxue moved.
Her figure was as swift