Chapter 643: She's Fallen for Me!

"Finally… dead!" Dante Easton stared at the spot where the Phantom had vanished. His knee slammed into the ground, and he sucked in ragged breaths. A mere wisp of a broken soul, and its battle power had been even more terrifying than Lincoln Urwin at Half-Step Martial Domain. If his cultivation level had not improved over the past days, he would have been hard-pressed to survive this. His face had gone paper-white. The wounds across his body split open again, blood pouring out in steady streams...