Mu Han felt the earth shake and the mountains tremble, suffocated by their powerful killing intent.
"Boom."
With a loud crash, the enormous body of the Fire Fox fell from mid-air, creating several cracks on the ground.
The Fire Fox's once beautiful fiery red fur was all dyed black by its own dark blood, and the wounds on its body were corroding at an alarming speed.
The Fire Fox felt as if it had been thrown into lava, its whole body burning in pain, crying out in agony, its limbs twitching with pain.
"Brother Xi."
Mu Han let go of his master and rushed to the Fire Fox's side, burning his hand as soon as he touched it.
"Ah."
His palm turned black and scorched, and he cried out in pain.
His worry for Brother Xi increased even more.
"Brother Xi, Brother Xi, how are you? Don't scare me."
Zuo Yan landed lightly on the ground, looking at the Fire Fox suffering from the burning pain, black blood oozing all over, and laughed.
