Yuan Ming's figure flew out from within the blood-colored giant elephant, raised his hand to grasp at the void, captured Fu Zhen's demon soul and suppressed it, then took out its demon core, storing it in his storage ring.
At this moment, the Silver Dragon Taoist was also fleeing with all his might into the distance. Feeling the situation behind him, he was terrified, his face ashen, silently cursing his misfortune.
He had thought that aligning with the Azure Dragon Pond, having the backing of Azure Dragon Pond cultivators, would make him unstoppable. He was sure he could avenge Yuan Ming's seizure of the island, but he never expected this outcome.
He hadn't escaped far when a flash of thunder passed through the void ahead, and Yuan Ming's figure appeared out of nowhere.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, no, Senior Yuan, Senior Yuan... Please forgive me this time, forgive me this time..." The will of the Silver Dragon Taoist was already shattered, leaving only endless fear and regret.
