Beast Core, Injured

The Annihilation Lightning fired by Zheng possessed extremely powerful penetrating force.

Ling Miao had already suffered severe injuries from the blast of Annihilation Lightning, while Zheng had had all three of its horns severed, greatly reducing its strength.

"Die, beast!"

Light flashed in Ling Miao's hand as he took out several top-grade sacred herbs and stuffed them into his mouth. He took a deep breath, allowing the medicinal power to spread through his body. Holding the Light-Containing Divine Sword, he once again slashed toward Zheng.

Zheng also let out an enraged roar, its cry like stone striking stone. It had gone completely mad as it charged forward, lightning raging from its remaining horn.

Boom!

Just as the two drew close, however, a stream of spiritual power suddenly descended from the sky and violently blasted them both away.

"Thank you for your righteous assistance, sir. Leave the rest to me." Chen Mo's laughter rang between heaven and earth. He had not killed this man. Whether he was Ling Miao or Ling Xu, he was a genius of the Spirit Clan and highly valued by them. If Chen Mo killed him, those old fellows of the Spirit Clan would likely make a move against him.

But—

Chen Mo slashed out with his sword.

"Ah!" Ling Miao screamed as a spray of blood shot from his right arm. Chen Mo had severed it with a single strike.

"Ah! Ah! I'll kill you!"

With his right arm severed, Ling Miao went mad as well. His face flushed red, veins bulging from his forehead. He no longer concealed his voice as he charged at Chen Mo.

Yet Nangong Jinse stopped him. "Ling Miao, it's you."

Nangong Jinse looked coldly at Ling Miao. As the Vice Pavilion Master of the Fire Pavilion, she was naturally quite