At that moment, the True God of the Ice Glaze Dragon Clan let out a piercing scream.
Dragon Flame Heavenly God and the others, who had been brimming with Killing Intent toward Feng Jiu, saw their faces darken.
After all,
this True God prodigy of the Ice Glaze Dragon Clan
represented their honor.
But that shrill scream
had utterly disgraced the Dragon Race, and even the Heavenly Demon Sect!
At that moment,
the Ice Glaze Dragon Clan's True God was truly terrified and despairing!
Because
his soul was being scorched by Nirvana Fire every instant. The pain was unbearable.
Worse still,
he could only watch his own body burn to ash,
unable to do a thing.
One could imagine the depths of his despair.
Ye Fan glanced at Little Nine. Her face was slightly pale, but victory was clearly hers.
He nodded to himself.
Little Nine had received the ancestral inheritance of the Divine Phoenix Clan, and her strength was formidable indeed.
She had even overcome a True God of the Ice Glaze Dragon Clan.
Surely,
the Fusang City Lord would have smiled in the nine springs if he could have seen it.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Ye Fan did not hesitate.
His figure flickered, and his spear pointed at the two shiny-headed Zen Sect monks.
"Benefactor Ye, please hear this humble monk out: enmity is better resolved than deepened."
"Indeed. This was all a misunderstanding."
The fierce-looking Zen Sect True God who had transformed into a Furious Vajra spoke,
followed by the kindly faced True God whose attacks had been ruthless.
"Heh. I, Ye Fan, really don't hold grudges..."
Ye Fan pointed his spear at the two Zen Sect True God Protectors and sneered.
At those words,
before Bitter Sea and Kuya could nod, Ye Fan spoke again.
"Because when someone