Bang!
The next moment, Qin He once again restored his resonance with the Heavenly Dao.
The Southern Ming Li Fire clinging to his body was like a bowstring drawn to its limit, suddenly rebounding.
The Vermilion Bird, which had originally lost the support of Origin Power, underwent its ultimate sublimation. In an instant, it was like a divine beast descending, thrusting out scarlet claws that viciously pierced the fire moth's wings and tore with all its might.
With a tearing sound, the fire moth's wings were ripped straight off, and the countless illusions produced by the Phantom Dream Phosphor Fire vanished in an instant.
No sooner said than done, the Vermilion Bird pounced upon the fire moth like lightning. Its incomparably sharp claws clamped around the moth's mandibles like iron pincers. Blazing flames radiated from the Vermilion Bird's entire body, as though it would burn the whole world to ashes.
With a savage pull, a crisp crack rang out as the fire moth's mandibles were forcibly torn open.
At the same time, the Vermilion Bird opened its beak, and a torrent of incomparably scorching, fiercely burning true flame of Southern Ming Li Fire surged forth and poured directly into the fire moth's abdomen.
This true flame of Southern Ming Li Fire contained endless might and violent power. It instantly rampaged through the fire moth's body. The moth twisted its body in agony, trying to break free from the Vermilion Bird's restraints, but it was all in vain.
The explosive true flame rapidly swelled the fire moth's abdomen, like a bubble being inflated until it gradually turned transparent.
Boom!
In less than a breath, the fire moth exploded outright. Having lost its "master spirit," the Phantom Dream Phosphor Fire instantly dimmed, becoming an unconscious strange flame.
But it was not over