C1212 Soul Split!

Ten days later, Xiao Yong moved his right index finger and flicked his fingers. He pulled out a small grass from his palm and placed it in front of his eyes. Then, he stuffed it into his mouth.

He sat up and looked at the corpse of the Void Spirit in front of him. He muttered, "Damn it! This guy's battle experience is not weaker than mine. I've suffered a great loss