Bang!
With only a single explosive sound, Dao Lord Míhuò's primordial spirit skull blasted apart!
"I won't die! I am the Night Roaming Incense Master of the Ancestral Temple!"
Dao Lord Míhuò lost his color in shock. His headless torso flickered, and fruit realm mighty force and night roaming authority divine ability activated simultaneously as he prepared to escape the terrifying suppression of the eight-armed Naga.
"Sss, sss, sss..." Right at that moment, his primordial spirit torso—already having its defense breached—was instantly blasted through by countless blood-colored winding threads.
Under the winding threads' frenzied extraction, all forces instantly emptied.
"Saint Venerable, save me! I have the Sealed Fruit Qi and the method to escape heavenly secrets..."
Dao Lord Míhuò finally grew utterly terrified, his divine sense turning into a howling, freakish wind as he emitted a final plea for rescue.
In this kind of plight, only that Saint Venerable Limò could save him.
"Sigh! Qingyun Domain Lord, to annihilate the Ancestral Temple's Night Roaming Incense Master upon my territory is truly going too far!"
In the night sky, a wisp of Saint Venerable Limò's divine sense transformed into a towering Dao-majestic phantom and emerged.
He had not yet gotten his hands on the "Sealed Fruit Qi and Escape Heavenly Secrets" method from Míhuò's mouth, and had paid so much besides; how could he allow it to collapse halfway through?
"Fire!"
The Saint Venerable issued a decree, and dazzling divine fire pervaded the air, landing upon Dao Lord Míhuò.
This fire was exceedingly wondrous. It did not burn Míhuò, but instead burned the blood-colored winding threads.
The terrifying fire intent, carrying the aura of the eighth-tier Fire Ancestor and bolstered by the blessing of the Middle Land heaven and earth, actually burned the blood-colored winding threads until they could not help