A Prince Of Devils

The scholar reached out his hand with bright eyes. He was extremely confident that he could capture the little girl in front of him.

'She's a caster—one that independently grew in the lower realm. What will she achieve if I bring her to the upper realm?' At this point, Ni Yinghong was a huge treasure to the scholar, and she was even more valuable than interspatial bags and magic tools.

Nonetheless, just as the scholar was about to grab Ni Yinghong, he heard a furious roar.

"Woof!"

Following that, a strong wind went after his neck.

It was so intense that his neck could probably be snapped by it. The scholar was appalled, hence he forgot about Ni Yinghong and flew backward because his life was at stake.

Nevertheless, he spotted through the corners of his eyes a yellow figure, which was thrice as fast as him.

'A spirit beast!

'This must be a powerful spirit beast!