In an instant, endless red flames poured down from the sky, raining beneath the Nine Heavens and scorching the land far and wide.
This was the very heavenly fire Lin Changqing had encountered atop Buzhou Mountain. Now it poured down in sheets, as if it cost nothing, sweeping toward the demonic light.
But that blade light tore through everything. Even the void trembled and shook!
The blade light cleaved apart mountains and rivers and extinguished countless lives. Even the divine flames of heavenly fire were split apart!
A mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal—absolutely not someone he could fight head-on!
Lin Changqing's pupils contracted. Even in his dragon form, drawing on the Chaos True Dragon Qi within his sea of consciousness, he didn't dare pause for a moment.
He had already fought desperately against an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and had been at the end of his strength. He had used nearly every means at his disposal just to secure this slender chance of survival.
Now he was facing an even more powerful mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal. He couldn't fight them head-on!
No matter how great Lin Changqing's talent or how devious his methods, in the face of absolute power, he was helpless.
"Damn it! Every last one of you from the Demon Clan wants me dead!"
"When I reach the summit, I'll storm the Demon Clan Sacred Mountain, slaughter every demon, and wipe out millions upon millions. Then I'll finally be satisfied!"
Lin Changqing snorted. Without hesitation, he turned and raced toward the other side of the crimson mountain range.
As long as the green hills remained, there'd be no shortage of firewood.
"Master!"
"Your favorite disciple's about to be wiped out! Aren't you going to do something? I'll be dead!"
As he ran, Lin Changqing glanced toward