In that instant, a myriad of images flashed through Sun Hang's mind, but the resurrected blade whip clearly lacked such complex brain activity. After breaking free, it roared and charged at Sun Hang—like Qi Delie, it had devolved into a beast that acted solely on instinct... No, to be precise, it was even less than a beast; at least beasts feel fear and would choose to flee when encountering an unbeatable enemy.
But the blade whip wouldn't. Like Ling Xiao, it had lost all emotions, fear included.
The blade whip, now weaponless, used its fingers like claws, slashing at Sun Hang's face and throat. With a flash of silver light, the head of the blade whip was instantly severed from its body, tumbling more than ten meters away.
The headless body stood frozen for a moment, twitched a few times, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
"Let's go," Sun Hang said to the Candle Dragon and Xue Yue.
