The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was trapped within the pillar of fire controlled by the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint, struggling madly. His body slammed against the Fire Prison again and again, releasing one terrifying blood-colored flame after another.
However, the Fire Prison did not budge in the slightest, as if it could withstand every attack in the world.
"Master! Master!"
After struggling for a while, the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame finally discovered in despair that he could not break out of the Fire Prison at all. Separated from his main body, his strength was not even a tenth of what it had been. There was simply no possibility of contending with the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint!
At once, he hurriedly knelt and begged the Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint for mercy again and again. His handsome face was filled with terror and pleading. In that state, where was even the slightest trace of his earlier arrogance and madness?
"Master, spare me this once! I'll definitely change from now on! I'll definitely listen to you! I won't dare do it again! I beg you, don't erase my memories! Don't let me die!"
The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame's voice was filled with fear, with pleading, and with a trace of despair that was hard to hide.
As he watched the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame beg incessantly, the phantom gave a soft sigh. With a wave of his sleeve, the phantom form slowly emerged from inside Lin Ming's body, then drifted into the Fire Prison and gently landed before the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.
That illusory palm slowly rose and gently stroked the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame's head. The motion was gentle and kind, like a father stroking his own child who had made a mistake.
"Little Demon..."
The Purifying Demonic Lotus Saint's voice