Fang Hong's Swift Wind Wings gently flapped behind him as he hovered in mid-air, his gaze calmly fixed on the deep pit below.
The Silver Moon Monkey lay at the bottom of the pit, its eyes rolled back, its body in utter disarray, clearly having completely lost consciousness.
Fang Hong nodded in satisfaction; the power of a hundred Ben Lei Talismans was indeed formidable.
Not to mention this True Immortal fifth-layer Silver Moon Monkey, even a True Immortal tenth-layer Cultivator would likely have to avoid its edge and dare not face it head-on.
Immediately after, Fang Hong flipped his wrist, and a nirvana divine thunder sword plunged down, precisely piercing the Silver Moon Monkey's head.
The Silver Moon Monkey's body twitched once, then completely lost its breath.
Fang Hong then took out the demon soul banner, absorbed the Silver Moon Monkey's soul into it, and then used the demon gourd to collect the corpse, refining it into a True Immortal fifth-layer Immortal Pill.
