"Human brat, the battle isn't over yet!"
After having those words uttered, the evil spirit looked at Lin Huang with an insulting expression. It grinned, then let out a wicked, loud laugh.
"What are you laughing at!?"
Lin Huang ignored its strange behavior. He moved his arms slightly, slicing through the evil spirit with his bloody sword again. On its ferocious face, blood started flowing out from its forehead to its chin. The next second, the evil spirit's head was cut in half. Black brain juice dripped from its skull to the ground, and the copper scent of the blood permeated the air.
The next moment, Lin Huang frowned and looked towards the half of its dead body from which its head had already exploded.
"It's strange. I didn't receive any notification saying that it's been killed," Lin Huang mumbled.