The loud bang that lasted for about twenty breaths slowly faded away. The distortions formed in the air due to the impact also gradually dissipated.

The mountain remained as the mountain. Not a single part of it was damaged. The two circles of light were still around, and they were shining with a brilliant light.

Su Ming… disappeared, or rather, his body had disappeared, but there was a lot of blood on the ground. The blood-red Rune was also still around.

The cube formed by the six square Runes shone with a crimson light. The skeletal hand in it had already disappeared without a trace and turned into… the ferocious spirit with the tuft of white hair. He was on one knee in the Rune, unmoving.

He closed his eyes, with fatigue on his face. Not a single ripple of his presence spread out, as if he was a dead person.

Time went by quickly. In just the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, the ferocious spirit's eyes flew open. A brilliant light shone in them as the man lowe