Little Di Shen's eyes were filled with disgust and cold sharpness as he struck swiftly and brutally.
The Nine Dragon Roar pierced through the chest, instantly shattering the demon core of the Ghost Valley Moth.
"Disgusting thing."
But just as Little Di Shen killed the Ghost Valley Moth, a searing golden light like sunshine burst out from within its body.
That golden light immediately merged into the center of Little Di Shen's brow.
Little Di Shen's face changed, and he fell straight backward.
"Little Di Shen."
Ye Lingyue was aghast and hurriedly caught Little Di Shen.
Little Di Shen's eyes were tightly shut, and a strange black aura flowed over his pale cheeks, his body was ice-cold.
Ye Lingyue was panic-stricken, holding Little Di Shen tightly.
"Master, you don't need to worry. That golden light is not an attack, it's a Primordial Spirit Fragment."
Seeing Ye Lingyue's panic, the Cauldron Spirit quickly spoke up.
