Facing the Painting Saint's remnant soul, the Blood Spirit's consciousness was utterly horrified at this moment!
No wonder…
No wonder Xu Wendong was completely unafraid of him—this guy actually had such a powerful remnant soul inside his body.
"Little fellow, how do you want to handle him?" the Painting Saint asked.
Xu Wendong said teasingly, "Since it's a Blood Spirit, it should still count as a Yin Spirit. The Nine Netherworlds Manual should be able to absorb it, right?"
"Naturally." The Painting Saint replied.
"Then that's fine." Xu Wendong said.
The Blood Spirit trembled violently; he could hear it—Xu Wendong was going to kill him. He was instantly stricken with terror: "You want to absorb me? No, you can't absorb me!"
Right now, he wasn't completely dead yet, but if he was absorbed by Xu Wendong, that would truly be complete annihilation.
"You're probably from outside. I can tell you the secrets of the Blood Domain." the Blood Spirit cried in panic.
