The flames were so vivid, far more impressive than that little bit in Xiumeng's hand.
So this was his mission objective?
The Abyssal Saint had spontaneously combusted, and he was supposed to treat the patient and save the day?
He'd been attacked without so much as a word, but given how slowly those Humanoid Phantoms flew, Fu Qian calmly assessed the situation.
Although he'd come here at Yuan Fang's request, completing the mission was what mattered. Otherwise, none of this meant anything.
And this scene before him could be called the payoff for his relentless acceleration and step-by-step advance since entering the mission.
If this really was the objective, the simplest way to complete it was surely to kill the one standing before him.
The problem was that, despite its less-than-impressive appearance, its rank was truly astonishing.
The moment those Humanoid Phantoms locked onto him, Fu Qian realized with absolute clarity that the thing before him was either a god or close to one.
That meant it wouldn't be easy to kill.
As he thought, Fu Qian easily dodged several Humanoid Phantoms drifting toward him.
When they got close, some even spread their arms, trying to embrace him.
He wasn't sure what would happen if they caught him, but Fu Qian obviously wasn't about to let them have their way.
And as one would expect of a god's power, it wouldn't be so easy to deal with.
Humanoid Phantoms kept appearing not only on the giant tongue, but also showed no sign of disappearing after missing their target. They looped around in the air and came right back.
Something felt off.
Sensing that faint unease within him, Fu Qian still avoided a direct confrontation and easily dodged them again.
In theory, with Fu Qian's current eyesight and speed, he