When Black Heavenly Split fell, the entire dense forest seemed to tremble three times.
Wei Yuan sat on Chen Xu's shoulder, even more excited to the point of trembling all over, almost unable to sit still, about to fall headfirst.
The mountain wind swept through, and for a moment, this deep forest was silent.
—Whether it was the chirping of insects at night or the distant howl of beasts.
No, even further away, there seemed to be a thick voice exclaiming: "Friend, spare..."
The word "spare" didn't have a chance to be truly spat out.
Because just when Black Heavenly Split was split into two and fell on the ground, at the same time, fierce flames shot out from Chen Xu's Wu Hook.
It was Karmic Fire!
The Black Heavenly Split, split in two, did not die completely for a while. Its left half head was still roaring with anger: "Ah—"
