"What a formidable demon beast!"
Yang Fei's second whip struck solidly on this demon beast, achieving the best effect of the Soul Binding Rope's soul-capturing efficacy. However, the demon beast's Primordial Spirit was only momentarily extracted from its body and immediately stabilized itself again.
This was the first time Yang Fei encountered such a soul-capturing resistant Great Demon.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he wielded the Soul Binding Rope for the third time.
I don't believe it, you're just a demon beast without any Solid Soul Talisman or a magic treasure for defense against soul-capturing attacks; can my Soul Binding Rope really not deal with you?
"Don't kill me!"
Just as Yang Fei swung the whip for the third time, a pleading voice reached his ears.
This voice carried a peculiar magnetic quality that was indistinctly gendered yet extremely alluring, causing Yang Fei to feel reluctant. The Soul Binding Rope he swung out was forcibly retracted.
