Chen Sheng was just about to gather the spoils of war, lifting his hand to seize the Void Treasure Mirror, when suddenly, an unexpected change erupted!
"Bang!"
A muffled explosion rang out from the dantian of True Monarch Red Sun's corpse, amidst splattering flesh and blood, a blood-red Nascent Soul wrapped in dense demonic qi burst forth like an arrow.
This Nascent Soul was about the size of a fist, its face resembling an infant version of True Monarch Red Sun.
However, its breath was weak, with a tiny blood hole as thin as a hair lingering on its left chest—the very wound left by the spirit sword piercing the dharma body just earlier.
But without a trace of hesitation, as soon as it left the corpse, it transformed into a beam of blood light and fled into the void.
The demonic qi interweaved with the void power around it, instantly concealing most of its trace, evidently a premeditated escape technique.
"Hmm?"
