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Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Wutian quickly flashed and escaped from the bottom of the cliff, distancing himself from the Red-eyed Wolf King.
As the flames died down, the Red-eyed Wolf King visibly showed signs of weariness; its body heaving non-stop as it panted heavily, its eyes filled with rage locked on Ye Wutian, yet it did not dare to attack for a long time.
Ye Wutian's condition was clearly not ideal either; his spiritual power was on the critical edge, and his Primordial Qi was almost depleted.
After taking a few deep breaths, Ye Wutian quickly pulled out his Golden Sword. He needed to bring an end to the confrontation as soon as possible, or else the poison on his Primordial Spirit Soul body would start to spread.
Seeing Ye Wutian draw his weapon, the Red-eyed Wolf King slightly crouched, appearing extremely vigilant.
Without any hesitation, Ye Wutian injected all the remaining Primordial Qi into the Golden Sword and then charged towards the Red-eyed Wolf King.
