"ROAR!"
The Serpent-Eel Heavenly Demon roared in agony.
It was terrified to perceive that its demonic primality was being continuously transformed into an aura of decay by the black palm imprint branded on its body. This aura, in turn, then seeped back into its body, causing even greater damage.
What Shen Mo saw, however, was this late-stage Class III demon head, its body withering at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, its aura had already fallen to the middle-stage of Class III.
He then took out the Black Cloud Bag refined from the Ink Sac and stimulated his Mana. A large, ink-black mist immediately spread out, obscuring an area dozens of miles in radius in an instant.
Her divine sense obscured by the dark ink, Clam Girl Ming Yu, in the distance, anxiously flapped her clamshell.
