Song Yan raised his hand, tapping lightly.
Boom!
The dual-headed cultivator had already been blown apart, limbs separated.
Boom!
The dual-headed cultivator had been completely blown to pieces.
Even the blood within was turned into a mist of red, with only specks of evil monsters still struggling in their final throes.
In this Secret Realm, the Purple Mansion level evil monsters fishing on the other side were no match for Song Yan at all!
Pei Xuehan was stunned.
Song Yan skillfully rubbed the Sikong Seal, absorbing the multitude of evil monsters within, and then placed it into the Storage Space to keep them silent, always in a state of "about to possess but not possessing."
After finishing these tasks, he retracted the fishing rod, collected the Flying Sword wrapped around it, and threw it back to Pei Xuehan, then held it in his hand for a look. Afterward, he quickly refined it and claimed it for himself.
