Chapter 82: Soul Fire

Jian Ding had indeed pierced through the target, and Beichuan Si could feel he had severed the opponent's neck.

But the adversary still managed to reattach its own head...

Amidst the enveloping deathly aura, the blade of Jian Ding shimmered with a cold light that increased intensely, and through this sliver of light, Beichuan Si distinctly spotted a small trace beneath the stitched-up neck.

Threads of deathly energy were eroding that shallow mark.

Jian Ding's attack was effective.

A glimmer shone in Beichuan Si's eyes.

"Mr. Beichuan... it hurts so much... it hurts here—"

Sakura Yuki... No, it should be called the Fire Disaster Vengeful Spirit.

Black liquid trickled from its eye sockets as it screamed and lunged at Beichuan Si.

Its massive stature, at least three meters tall, combined with the momentum of its charge, forced even Beichuan Si to momentarily retreat several steps.

Bang!!!!!