"Zing~~~~~~~"
The Wind-binding Spirit let out a painful groan, its limbs and body noticeably convulsing.
Suddenly, a surge of black Chaos Wind swirled, transforming into countless black Sickles of Wind, swinging in all directions around the Wind-binding Spirit!
Mo Ye's silver tail was repeatedly cut by these Wind Sickles. Just as one was about to slash Mo Ye's main tail, Mo Ye decisively let go of the Wind-binding Spirit's binding. With several leaps, it jumped out of the attack range.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!"
Mo Ye was still not swift enough in its evasion, and the black Chaos Wind Sickles tore its body, leaving three distinct bloody marks.
"Zing~~~~~~"
The Wind-binding Spirit staggered to its feet, its clear eyes now covered with a layer of black Chaos Wind, giving off a dark, cold, and furious feeling.
Chu Mu gazed at the slightly swaying Wind-binding Spirit, secretly in awe of its defensive power and determination.
