"What a powerful magic weapon!"

Although Tang Fan knew that Ye Mingdao was difficult to kill, he still underestimated him.

He stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the cold iron ice blade returned to his hand.

"Tang Fan, you...can't kill me!"

Ye Mingdao smiled miserably, forgetting the pain of breaking his arm, and threw the feather fan in his hand towards Tang Fan with all his strength.

A sharp neighing sound came from the fan, and the ten feathers instantly decomposed and turned into a strange bird spirit beast with a spider face and a peacock body.

Although this spiritual beast is not a physical entity, it does possess a trace of its remnant soul.

It kept neighing in its mouth and aimed at Tang Fan's throat and pecked hard.

This strange bird was getting closer and closer to Tang Fan, and its black feathers emitted blazing waves of fire.

After Tang Fan was enveloped by this wave of fire, he felt like his soul was out of his body. His body functions were disturbed and his movements slowed down uncontrollably.

"This is……"

Tang Fan had a feeling of déjà vu. Whether it was its cry or its shape, he seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

Golden spider finch!

Tang Fan remembered that the remnant soul of the golden spider bird was also sealed in his soul-eating cauldron.
Chapter completed!