The black mist immediately lunged at Zhao Xun when it realized he had spotted it.
Zhao Xun calmly raised his right hand, and a net of fire instantly formed in front of him.
The black mist paid it no mind and did not even slow its charge.
But the instant its body struck the fiery net, it felt an extraordinary heat and searing pain.
It let out a low roar, then swiftly retreated.
Even so, the flames clinging to it continued to eat away at its body, gradually burning toward its center.
The black mist quickly severed every burning part of itself, barely managing to halt the spread of the flames.
The small wisps of black mist it had cut away were instantly consumed by the fire.
Having sacrificed part of itself to survive, it was about to launch a counterattack when an arrow made of flames suddenly pierced the very center of its body.
Its movements halted, and its entire body froze.
A moment later, a large hole opened in its center as every burning section was forcibly detached from the main body.
Just then, two more flaming arrows struck the black mist's main body. In the next instant, they scattered into countless fireballs the size of red beans, darting through the mist.
No matter how the black mist sliced itself into pieces, it could not completely escape the burning flames.
The black mist let out one low roar after another, struggling and splitting apart in a frenzy.
Zhao Xun silently watched every small wisp of black mist, then conjured a massive fireball that enveloped all the fragments, leaving it no chance to escape.
In the end, the black mist was burned to nothing by samadhi true fire.
Zhao Xun caught his breath, sitting back on the bed as