C645 Refining the Monarch Rank Remnant Soul

Ling Xiao brandished his Fire Sword with precision, aiming a controlled strike at the container. He judiciously used only five-tenths of his strength, fearing the destruction of the treasure within.

With a resounding clang, the Fire Sword cleaved the vessel's lid open. Before Ling Xiao could discern the contents, a sharp pain pierced his sea of consciousness, followed by a ghastly, raspy voice