"Tear~~~~~~~~~~"
Two crossed claw blades that completely enveloped the entire Old Site Hall flew by. Chu Mu was unable to dodge, and deep gashes were torn into the surface of his back!
Since Chu Mu's blood was burning in his half-demonized body, he would not bleed when injured. Only long, empty scars could be seen from the blazing flames on his back.
"Humph, you think you can fight me with just this much strength? No matter what you are, you will die in the end!" Duan Xinhe sneered coldly and began uttering a spell slowly under his breath.
Duan Xinhe was chanting a soul contract spell, but it differed slightly from a regular soul contract spell since the soul contract pattern could not be seen.
