Slaying Evil

There was no room for error in a fight among the highly-skilled!

With just a simple oversight, Venerable Clear Wind was disarmed of his long sword as a black flash shot through his chest.

"Pu!"

His physical body crumbled as though the essence of his body was being sucked out. Instantly, he had become a dried corpse which fell to the ground and shattered.

"Ah… You're too extreme!"

A black fog rose from the head of the corpse as a Yin Soul appeared.

This was the spirit of Venerable Clear Wind. If it were to escape, it could find other suitable bodies and live on, or it could reincarnate into a new body. The possibilities were endless.

As it glanced fiercely at Fang Yuan, the Yin Soul waved its hands in an attempt to enter the sword and escape.

"Don't think about running!"

Li Luan walked up and stretched her hands out. Immediately, a big red net appeared which contained the spiritual sword within.