But could something no bigger than a palm really leave Little Green covered in wounds? Su Jiu kept feeling that she had overlooked something.
In Su Jiu's eyes, this little spirit essence was just like the large one Chu Luohen was fighting: both had been corrupted by demonic qi, and even the degree of their corruption was identical.
The Vermilion Bird spirit essence ambushed Little Green, and Little Green naturally struck back.
Red and green beams crossed at the same time, clashing against each other. In the end, evenly matched as they were, they canceled each other out.
The Vermilion Bird vanished into the sea of fire again, while Little Green sneered between ragged breaths.
"Again? Didn't you despise sneak attacks more than anything back then? What, now that you're being controlled, you've taken a liking to such filthy tricks yourself?"
Naturally, the Vermilion Bird hidden within the sea of fire paid Little Green no heed.
But Su Jiu faintly sensed something wrong in those words.
What was the point of saying that to a spirit essence without any awareness of its own? Or... had Little Green been speaking to the actual Vermilion Bird all along!?
Su Jiu's eyes widened, and astonishment flashed across her face.
Could it be that Little Green had never been fighting a spirit essence at all, but the Vermilion Bird itself?
Su Jiu lowered her eyes slightly, beginning to doubt her earlier judgment.
If that little Vermilion Bird was its true body, how had it become no bigger than a palm? She admitted that she knew little about the Vermilion Bird, but having seen Little Green's true body, she could at least infer that the Vermilion Bird's true body could never be merely palm-sized.
So where exactly had things gone wrong...?
The Vermilion Bird and