How could this be?
What had that human done?
Hong Moluo knew that the sword light just now had actually dealt limited damage. He could have endured it completely.
Yet for some unknown reason, the moment the sword light descended, he suddenly suffered a severe injury—one even worse than before—allowing the Chaos Heavenly Fire to take the opportunity to erode him.
That was how he had ended up in this miserable state.
What he did not know was that ever since the battle began, Luo Yan had been using his Dharma Eye to analyze his Dao lineage.
Just now, Luo Yan had found a flaw in Hong Moluo's Dao lineage, and so he had launched his attack.
The sword light appeared to have landed on Hong Moluo's body, but that was not the case. What Luo Yan had directly attacked was Hong Moluo's Dao lineage.
That single sword strike had caused a corner of the throne's Dao lineage to collapse.
Thus, it had inflicted tremendous damage.
Moreover, the damage had come from within and spread outward. That was why it had caused such a tremendous wound to the throne.
Luo Yan knew that bodily injuries were meaningless to a throne.
Only damage to the Dao lineage was real.
At that moment.
Hong Moluo's Dao lineage had suffered repeated damage, and with the erosion of the Chaos Heavenly Fire, he knew that if this continued, one misstep would truly leave him capsized in the gutter.
If the other thrones in Yanfu learned that he had been tricked to death by a human, they would probably laugh their teeth out.
At once.
Hong Moluo stopped holding back. With a furious roar, ten thousand streaks of wolf-shaped red light flew out of his body.
Wherever the red light passed, the heavenly fire vanished.