Li Qingyun stood on the "safe zone" platform, merely watching the fire from across the bank, somewhat glad that he had not gone over to join the excitement just now.
If he had followed Hong Lian Tian over, he would surely have replaced her and become the target of public criticism.
Two Quasi-Saint wills had manifested themselves. Tsk tsk, this poor Daoist should keep a respectful distance!
As for Red Lotus, she was surely finished this time. Jia Zhou had sucked away her main body's true blood, crippling more than half her cultivation. From now on, she would fall out of the ranks of invincible Hua Xuan cultivators.
"The Sacred Hall Clan really went all out to let that old monster feed on blood. They actually did not hesitate to offend the entire River Mother Clan. Before his death, that old monster must have been an existence on the Outside Void level, for the clan to dispatch a Quasi-Saint to escort him this time..."
Boom! Boom! The massive Burial Abyss rumbled from afar. With the Human Dao Lamp's shadow, Li Qingyun finally saw Hong Lian Tian, the River Mother Clan's previously unrivaled powerhouse, perish with her main body.
"Jia Zhou, I will definitely take revenge..."
With a despairing, unwilling shriek, Hong Lian Tian within the broken coffin was greedily drained of blood by strands of Gray Snake roots. Her mystic body instantly withered completely, and all her true blood—even the great power of this body's cultivation—was devoured clean!
At the moment her mystic body withered into ash, her eyes, brimming with hatred, deeply imprinted upon her divine sense the crazily laughing figure above her—the gray-scaled, long-whiskered creature that seemed to have come from beyond the universe.
Buzz!
Before her mystic body turned to ash, a dim cluster of lotus flame