By the time the Undying Creature gave chase, Ye Wushuang's figure had already vanished into the woods.
The Undying Creature searched the area for a long time, but still couldn't find any sign of Ye Wushuang. He had simply vanished.
"ARGH!"
In a fit of rage, he let out a furious roar.
The Ghost Fruit was no ordinary Spirit Medicine; it contained a vast amount of Soul Power.
This Soul Power, nourished and purified by the world itself, was exceptionally pure. If devoured, it could dramatically increase one's soul strength. In a way, it was even more precious than some Ancient Medicine Kings.
For him especially, it could nourish his Spirit Body and strengthen his cultivation. That was why he had spared no expense, even exhausting his Spiritual Body Power, to snatch it from the Blood-Winged Demon Tiger.
But at the critical moment, Ye Wushuang had snatched it away.
"You bastard! No matter where you run, I will flay your body and devour your soul!"
