The Iron Corpse Elder had made up his mind and thus began to think of retreating.
Mo Hua immediately saw through its intentions.
Since it wanted to run, then Mo Hua wouldn't be polite.
He cast the Water Prison Technique with a flick of his wrist to hold the Iron Corpse captive, then launched the Fireball Technique again and again. Huge flames engulfed the Iron Corpse Elder in no time.
A moment later, the fire receded, and smoke billowed in all directions.
With an angry roar, the Iron Corpse Elder stepped out from the fire and smoke.
Its eyes were blood-red, its body huge, and its skin an iron-blue darkening to black, showing clear signs of further corpse transformation. Its overall strength had climbed a notch.
"Brat, you've angered me!"
The Iron Corpse Elder, having undergone corpse transformation, was enraged.
But to Mo Hua, it hardly made a difference.
He still used the Water Prison Technique to control it, followed by bombarding it with the Fireball Technique.
