Qin He looked at the true Lord of Supernatural Phenomena before him, secretly on guard.
This was a powerful opponent. Boundless merit and his Sacred Body had long given Qin He a keen sense for danger.
In a word, it was more powerful than every Lord of Supernatural Phenomena he had encountered before.
But it was also a corpse. Qin He could not tell whether its soul had been completely annihilated, leaving behind only a trace of instinct, or whether something was lying dormant within it.
If it was the latter, today's great battle might destroy Lin City.
At the same time, the black domain around the Moth Ancestor grew ever larger, while the blazing Samadhi True Fire furnace rapidly dimmed.
A layer of blue-green flames slowly spread over the Moth Ancestor's body, making its corpse appear even stranger and more terrifying.
This was why the Moth Ancestor's corpse could withstand the Samadhi True Fire—it possessed an otherworldly flame as well.
Phantom Dream Phosphor Fire!
After examining it closely, Qin He quietly drew a cold breath.
This fire was one of the Nine Great Demon Flames.
Legend had it that after chaos created the world, the Fire Seed descended upon the land and ignited the God-Demon War. After countless epochs, victory was finally won at the end of the Mythological Era.
For this, the Ancient Heavenly Gods paid an unimaginably grievous price. The gods withered away, and even the Heavenly Gods who survived fell one after another into slumber, leaving the Divine Court hanging empty.
It had been a bitter victory. The Heavenly Gods were not the only ones to pay a dreadful price—countless living beings of all races had also perished, and the Heavenly Demons could return in force at any time.
To encourage the living beings of all