The Corpse Outside

Feng Cong stared at his empty hand, stunned for a moment.

Had his own blade really gone over to someone else?

Right in front of him?

The more Feng Cong thought about it, the angrier he became. He jerked his head up toward Lin Jun, the fury in his eyes nearly turning solid.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing Lin Jun holding Chaotic Astral Force made Feng Cong feel as sick as if he had swallowed shit.

He had painstakingly saved up merit for thousands of years to exchange for that treasured blade at the Tidal Sea Hall. He had used it for another thousand years and knew every inch of it. Yet after barely half a day with this fox, his own blade no longer recognized him?

Lin Jun casually swung the blade around as though getting a feel for it, then chopped hard through a boulder beside him without hesitation, as though testing its edge.

The utter lack of care in Lin Jun's movements drew a roar from Feng Cong. He leaped into the air, transformed into a White-Headed Eagle, and hurtled toward Lin Jun like a meteor.

He was even faster than before.

At that speed, Lin Jun could not have tracked him even at his peak, much less now. In the blink of an eye, the White-Headed Eagle's talons were descending on Lin Jun's head, poised to crush his skull.

"Honestly, you never learn."

Feng Cong suddenly discovered that his talons were stuck in Lin Jun's bones again. No matter how hard he pulled, he could not move them.

It's a trap.

Feng Cong came to his senses. Everything the fox had done was meant to enrage him and make him lose his head, and he had fallen for it.

Anger had nearly overwhelmed him. He had even