"You… what kind of method is this?!"
The Yin Corpse stared at that wisp of green flame in Ji Yuan's hand, and an instinctive sense of fear actually rose in its heart.
As if… this thing was its natural nemesis.
Ji Yuan's only response was the surging Mana pouring into that Yin Corpse Demon Fire.
In just the span of a breath, that Yin Corpse Demon Fire expanded from the size of a fingertip to the size of a human head.
Seeing that things were going bad, the Yin Corpse let out a shrill roar and flew toward Ji Yuan.
"Courting death!"
Ji Yuan cursed inwardly, and his right hand suddenly swung forward.
The hurled Yin Corpse Demon Fire exploded in an instant. In a flash, the sky under this vault was filled with burning green ghostly flames. Those still burning in midair were fine, just little tongues of fire, but the ones that fell into the dense forest on the ground were a different story.
Ancient trees, wild grass, beasts, birds.
