Rumble…
This thrust from Fang Xing almost exhausted the very last trace of power granted by his Great Slaughter Divine Method. Like a venomous dragon bursting from its cave, the lance shot out in a flash of lightning, stabbing viciously toward the Night Clan Divine Son, who appeared to be struggling desperately. This strike was timed to utter perfection, and its ferocity defied comprehension; even the Night Clan Divine Son failed to evade. There was only a "puchi" sound as the lance pierced clean through his chest and abdomen. Then Fang Xing's mind moved, and the entire shaft began to spin violently, releasing an indescribable tearing force that sought to shred the Night Clan Divine Son's body into fragments—only, at that very instant, the Night Clan Divine Son had already dissolved into black smoke, surging away in all directions…
Around them, the giant golden crow, Miss Xiao and the others who had already rushed over halted in unison, their faces filled with shock.
