Chapter 394: Outbreak

"Pretending to be a god, bluffing…"

The last word "ghost" had not even escaped Saint Heir's lips.

Suddenly, his soul bizarrely began to expand.

In less than a moment, it had turned into a super-sized fatty.

Crack!

Following a crisp sound, the soul of Saint Heir burst open immediately.

Hiss!

A thick plume of blue smoke rose, and the soul of Saint Heir had utterly vanished from the world.

Having dealt with Saint Heir.

A glint of coldness flashed in Zhang Xiaohao's eyes as he coldly glanced in the direction of the Tiandu Hospital, then turned and entered the villa.

Elsewhere.

The physical body of Saint Heir remained as it was originally.

As his soul turned into a wisp of blue smoke, dissipating into the heavens and earth.

Suddenly, a pitch-black flame appeared out of nowhere at his feet.

Crackle!

It directly enveloped his body and, in less than a moment, turned his physical body to ash.

Crack!