Whoosh! Whoosh!
Heaven and Earth essence still surged, and amid the howling gale, the trees on every side moaned like wild beasts.
Fang Qianyuan's hair was disheveled, but it remained tightly wrapped around Wei Baojun. Only after he confirmed that the man was completely dead did he gradually loosen its grip.
At the sight, Feng Yan and He Dongling felt their hands and feet turn icy, their hearts sinking into despair.
"He's dead..."
"They're all dead!"
"This hunt has failed. There's no way we can win!"
"He's even stronger than we anticipated!"
Without hesitation, the two turned and fled in separate directions.
Thousands of feet away, spirit essence bolstered by the still-active Grand Formation continued to circulate. The mist lingered in a vast, boundless haze.
It had once been the foundation of their lofty ambition to hunt down Fang Qianyuan. Now, it had become their hope of escape.
Fang Qianyuan's gaze shifted slightly, and he was about to pursue them when Kun Twenty-Three recklessly charged out and blocked his path.
Fang Qianyuan loosened his hair and discarded Wei Baojun's corpse. However, the Divine Wind Treasure Fan in the dead man's hand was clearly a magic treasure, so he took it in passing and held it in his own hand.
Fang Qianyuan asked, "They've all fled, yet you still dare fight me alone?"
Kun Twenty-Three replied coldly, "There's nothing worse than death. Why wouldn't I dare?"
"Then die!" Fang Qianyuan condensed Wind Gang into a long, narrow blade along his arm and slashed out.
Kun Twenty-Three nimbly dodged, but Little White raised a paw as well. Several black Wind Claws crisscrossed and struck him heavily.
A wet thud came from Kun Twenty-Three's body as blood spurted out. He plunged downward like a falling meteor.
Little White sprang down after him, using