Gao Chi was furious; he hadn't expected Long Fei and his group to escape so swiftly.
At that moment, he couldn't concern himself with Long Fei's party. He swung the Mystic Yin Soul Gathering Banner in his hand, commanding the three-meter-tall Netherworld Soldiers to strike at the Jade Toad.
With a flick of its long spear and a gust of yin wind, the soldier landed a fierce stab at the Jade Toad with a hissing sound.
Though a Yin Soul is a creature of the spirit, at that instance, it took on a tangible form, whipped up by Wind Element Force, causing ripples to spread across the waters of the pond below.
The Jade Toad rolled its eyes dismissively and spat out a stream of lava-like substance.
With a 'plop', the Yin Soul collided with this stuff.
A ghostly howl sounded, echoing with agony.
It seemed that the Yin Soul greatly feared this substance, its form emanating white steam as it hastily retreated.
"Crimson Flame Alchemical Fire?"
