Bang!
The violent pain gave the old man no time to think. He slammed a palm onto Mu Feiyang's crown, and with another bang, Mu Feiyang's body instantly exploded.
Yet strangely, there was no scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere. The exploded body dissolved into specks of light and vanished. It felt as though the old man had not blown apart a physical body, but burst a bubble instead.
As Mu Feiyang's body vanished, the Heavenly Fire that had been devouring the old man also disappeared, along with the sensation of his soul being torn and swallowed.
Even so, the old man's aura had become weak and listless. Though his body had suffered no real injury, his soul had been severely wounded.
Without pills specifically meant to heal the soul, the old man would need at least a thousand years to nurse his soul back to health, unless he could break through his realm in a short time.
But with his soul injured, it was utterly impossible for the old man to break through. The situation made his expression extremely grim.
"Damn it! Why is that brat so strange? Even a single avatar was so hard to deal with."
If the old man still did not realize that what he had faced was merely an avatar, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head into it.
It was precisely because the old man knew it had only been Mu Feiyang's avatar that his face looked so awful. A mighty Feather Ascension Realm expert had actually been reduced to such a sorry state by an avatar.
At the same time, the old man felt somewhat worried. Was becoming enemies with Mu Feiyang truly a good choice for the Zhang family? If Mu Feiyang kept using