As the box opened, a black blade with gray chaotic patterns shot out. Li Yuan grabbed the blade, standing in front of the retreating wolf car, his fingers slightly moved, gripping the handle tightly. His mind was calm, then he slashed forward with a perfect Great Moon Blade.
With one slash, the surrounding area compressed, and the fire god that pounced was instantly pressed more solidly, and more malevolently...
Li Yuan felt the divine spirit that had long been dormant within the blade, silently consuming "a month's life force."
A life-consuming slash landed on the fire god.
As if the fire god had instantly lived through a month.
Boom!!
The once-condensed fire god instantly transformed into speckled red dots, like quenched sparks scattered into the cold air, vanishing in an instant, completely disappearing.
Li Yuan stood still, holding the black blade, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He felt the sudden disappearance of the Yang Qi.
Ordinarily, it shouldn't be like this.
