"How is that possible? Leaving aside the Fire Prison Envoy's cultivation, could that Eastern Saint of Alchemy really have injured him in this Heavenly River Flame Region?" Although the other man was also rushing over at full speed, he still found it somewhat unbelievable—or rather, difficult to accept. They knew the Fire Prison Envoy's strength all too well. Even though Lu Xiaotian had already inflicted considerable losses on the forces sent by the Heavenly Punishment Palace one after another, they still did not believe Lu Xiaotian had the strength to injure the Fire Prison Envoy. Even if Lu Xiaotian were stronger, it would still be extremely difficult to accomplish in this Heavenly River Flame Region.
"If he hadn't already inflicted such enormous losses on the Heavenly Punishment Palace, who would believe that a fellow who had once been only a Mysterious Immortal and a third-grade Saint of Alchemy could reach such an astonishing level in just a few thousand years?" the other man retorted. "We have to speed up. Otherwise, if something really happens to the Fire Prison Envoy, neither of us will be able to shirk responsibility."
Although these two reinforcements came at tremendous speed, without the slightest delay along the way, and did indeed bring Lu Xiaotian a certain degree of threat, they were still not enough to reverse the outcome of the battle between Lu Xiaotian and the woman in the red dress.
Once the rain of lightning arrows forced the woman in the red dress's true form into view, Lu Xiaotian raised a palm and made a pushing motion. The Demon-Suppressing Tower descended from the void. The woman in the red dress could sense the thousand-jun momentum carried by its fall. Startled, she did not dare to withstand it head-on, especially with the Ten Directions Flame