Fire Lotus

The scene before them was exceptionally eerie, leaving Jiang Dao greatly alarmed.

The being inside the Bronze Coffin actually knew Saintess Yao Yao?

Yet the being inside clearly seemed to have suffered some incomparably terrifying influence. Its voice was steeped in pain, as though it might lose control at any moment. As its voice rang out, the red hair upon the Bronze Coffin grew even denser.

The countless strands of red hair seemed to be desperately trying to cover the entire Bronze Coffin, preventing its voice from being transmitted.

"Uncle Wu Dao, how did you become like this? What exactly did you encounter in that battle all those years ago? Where is my father? Where did she go?"

Saintess Yao Yao hurriedly spoke.

Her heart was filled with agitation and disbelief, along with a trace of horror.

Because the person inside the Bronze Coffin before her truly was her Uncle Wu Dao.

Divine light shot from Chu Rukuang's eyes. He too found it unbelievable as he asked, "Venerable Wu Dao, what exactly happened? How did you become like this?"

"Ha! Ha... I'm in so much pain..."

A blurred voice came from within the enormous Bronze Coffin, speaking with difficulty. "I'm about to lose control. Leave quickly, leave..."

"Uncle Wu Dao, how can we save you? Tell me quickly, how can we save you!"

Saintess Yao Yao's face turned deathly pale as she urgently asked.

"Fire Lotus... Ha! Ha..."

A voice came from within the Bronze Coffin again. The strange red hair abruptly grew even denser, blotting out the sky and covering the earth like a surging, terrifying tide. It swiftly covered the entire Bronze Coffin, completely sealing Wu Dao's voice inside so that it could no longer travel out.

At the same time, great swathes of red hair swept rapidly