The next instant, he transformed into a blurry shadow and shot toward the secret room's exit.
But the Evil Soul's figure reappeared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, its expression ferocious as it lunged to kill.
"Dammit!"
Xiahou Kun's expression was utterly grim.
He didn't dare use too much of his Magical Power right now.
He had a faint sense that the more he used, the deeper the poison would corrode him!
"Li Fan, must you insist on mutual destruction?"
Xiahou Kun roared.
Li Chang'an replied coolly.
"Daoist Xia, I'm afraid you think too highly of yourself."
"Fine, fine, fine! Since you insist on forcing my hand..."
Xiahou Kun was seething with uncontrollable rage. His eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and the aura around him suddenly surged.
He had just used a magic technique that burned his own lifespan!
And not only that.
He also swallowed several Elixir Pills that had immense side effects but could grant a temporary burst of power.
