The Fire Cloud Beast opened its large mouth, greedily eyeing Jun Wu in mid-air, clearly mistaking Jun Wu for its food, just waiting for him to walk into the trap.
Understanding the meaning of the Fire Cloud Beast, Jun Wu raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching, not expecting his luck to be so bad.
He extended his hand, and a silver scimitar appeared in his palm, spinning. He glanced at the Fire Cloud Beast, still eyeing him covetously, then lightly flicked the scimitar out.
The Fire Cloud Beast, only at the Middle Stage of the Taiyi True Immortal Realm, was far beneath Jun Wu, who was at the Golden Immortal Realm. It was no match for him. The scimitar circled its body twice, and it fell to the ground, its eyes wide open, seemingly unable to believe it had died so easily.
