A Golden Dragon, a hundred zhang long, coiled out from behind Wang Xiu, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, looking terrifyingly real. It shot forward with Wang Xiu's punch, tearing through the sky and smashing down violently.
The attack hammered the Jiao Beast from high in the firmament deep into the earth, blasting open a massive crater.
WHOOSH! Wang Xiu's figure flashed, appearing above the crater. Gripping the Mingxue Executioner Sword with both hands, he thrust it viciously downward, driving it straight into the Jiao Beast's head.
AWOOO—
The Jiao Beast howled in agony, its entire body thrashing ceaselessly, but it was all in vain.
"Linglan, drain it dry for me!" Wang Xiu released the sword. His figure drifted up and landed lightly at the edge of the crater. His armor dissipated, and he pulled a fresh set of clothes from his Space Ring to put on before turning to walk toward the Soul Devouring Fruit.
