The roaring sound tore through the silence of the bamboo sea forest.
In the instant the cold light appeared, Mr. Bao's figure suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.
On the mottled leopard head, a scarlet blood line appeared, blood gushing like a waterfall, soaking the scorched earth beneath.
The head fell to the ground with a dull thud, sending dust scattering.
The entire scene fell into dead silence.
Everyone's pupils shrank abruptly, their gazes like hooks locking onto that black-clad figure.
The power of one strike, so terrifying!
Mr. Bao's claws and head were severed together, and the Pulse Condensation Realm demon perished just like that.
Qin An lightly tapped the leopard's chest with his toe, the headless torso flew out like a tattered hide, in a flash of cold star, he had already extracted the demon crystal and absorbed it into his body.
Blood droplets dripped from the Cold Star Blade, each soft sound like the chant of death.
