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Whoosh!

The Pure Yang True Flame fell upon the mountain of flesh, burning hole after hole through it amid billowing black smoke.

The smiling faces nearby instantly twisted into savage expressions. They shrieked miserably and cursed as they surged toward the flames; the moment they touched the True Flame, they were burned to nothing, not even ashes remaining.

However, the Pure Yang True Fire, which could once use all things as fuel and burn without end, also weakened somewhat. As the faces vanished, they imperceptibly carried away a trace of its power.

With the faces throwing themselves forward to die one after another, it was not long before the True Flame was completely smothered, and the holes in the mountain of flesh swiftly grew back.

Shen Mo stopped his divine ability, his expression turning somewhat grim.

Using [Pure Yang Fire Pupils] did not consume the true essence within his body, but it placed an enormous burden on his Divine Soul and could not be used without limit.

Now, he could not even mobilize the power of his blood and qi. He had no way to open his Qiankun Pouch and retrieve pills that nourished the Divine Soul, and could only recover bit by bit. In the short term, he would be able to use his divine ability even fewer times.

Moreover, the damage inflicted by the True Flame was akin to roasting an elephant with a candle flame against the massive body of the Longevity Flesh Evil Spirit and its tens of millions of faces. Its use was negligible.

Unless he could unleash his divine ability without restraint, perhaps he could slowly wear down this Evil Spirit!

At once, he transmitted his voice through divine sense and urged Fu Jianghuo and the other cultivators onward.

"With my methods, I cannot