He continued forward, ignoring the people fleeing past him and the well-intentioned warnings not to look back.
Dong!
A wolf-headed fog beast suddenly rushed at him from the street corner.
Fierce, savage, greedy.
The essence blood of a martial artist was an absolute elixir for them.
Especially the essence blood of a strong warrior like Song Changming, which was even more potent.
Seeing Song Changming, the fog beast immediately approached him.
This fog beast emitted a dense scorch mist, its aura even more formidable.
Undoubtedly, this was a high-level fog beast!
"Be careful, my friend!"
A young man dressed as a scholar in plain clothes, standing in a corner, thought Song Changming hadn't noticed the approaching high-level fog beast and couldn't help but call out in warning.
Song Changming merely glanced at him, raised his hand, and seemed to casually make a slash.
The high-level fog beast leaping in the air had its forepaws and wolf head severed by Song Changming's slash.
