A look of agony twisted the Demon Fiend's ghastly face, and the vast Red Fog behind it instantly dispersed.
"Kill me, and your Buddha's Son dies with me!"
he roared.
Qing Xin paused for a fraction of a second at these words, but he continued to pour a massive amount of black mist into the Demon Fiend's body.
"You damned monk!"
The Demon Fiend, not expecting Qing Xin to pay it any mind, cursed in agony.
The next moment, its partially melted body swelled rapidly. What remained of its flesh and blood exploded once more, splattering everywhere in a shower of gore.
By the time Qing Xin collected himself, the Demon Fiend's aura had vanished without a trace. It had obviously escaped.
Still in his Arhat form, Qing Xin frantically searched the area, but found no trace of the Demon Fiend.
Suddenly, he detected a disturbance in the distance. A massive amount of Demonic Qi was converging on his position, including the auras of several Zombie Gods.
