Shen Haoran was exhausted. He glanced at the defeated Murong Wanqing and, after a moment of consideration, began forming a Seal Technique to recall the Vermilion Bird circling overhead. 'After all,' he thought, 'Murong Wanqing doesn't seem to be a bad person.'
But as he formed the Seal Technique, Shen Haoran's expression changed drastically. He had lost control of the Black Flame Vermilion Bird in the air! It seemed that after devouring Murong Wanqing's crimson Vermilion Bird, his own had mutated!
"SCREECH!"
The Black Flame Vermilion Bird suddenly shrieked and soared into the sky. An instant later, it dove straight for the weakened Murong Wanqing!
"Watch out!" Shen Haoran roared. With a beat of the wings on his back, he prepared to dash toward Murong Wanqing.
But after his battle with Murong Wanqing, Shen Haoran's Spiritual Power was all but spent. At his current speed, there was no way he could catch the Black Flame Vermilion Bird.
