Before Sikong Jing could react...
Qian Wumie's hoarse voice came to his ears: "Little guy, I, Qian Wumie, have never been so miserably abused even when hunted by countless people in Canghai Wujiang, you are the first."
"My spiritual shadow is almost dissipated now, but I will definitely not die. I have ways to escape."
Upon hearing these words, Sikong Jing's face suddenly darkened.
He certainly didn't know what method Qian Wumie used to escape, but he wasn't particularly surprised. These old monsters who have survived for countless years have all sorts of unimaginable tricks.
Of course, this method is clearly self-destructive, having a very, very huge impact on him.
It seems now his Spiritual Shadow Power has dropped to the Spirit Martial Stage.
Then, Qian Wuran yelled again: "You can't find my location now, I am already a thousand miles away, I will return, I will definitely make you regret today's actions."
"I will definitely make you help me resurrect my body."
