"Hahahaha!"
Looking at Willow God being engulfed in flames inside the Exquisite Pagoda, Daoist Randeng was immensely pleased with himself.
Who could blame him for punishing this meddlesome woman?
The Chan Sect disciples fell silent. They had no idea whether Daoist Randeng, now covered in red hair, had lost his mind.
Crackling and popping!
In the blaze, Willow God reverted to her original form, and flames roared through the willow tree.
"Master, should we step in?"
Daoist Duobao couldn't bear to watch any longer and sought Sect Master Tongtian's instructions.
Though they didn't know what sort of being the woman was, she seemed to have come for Senior Disciple Brother.
They couldn't just stand by and watch Senior Disciple Brother's friend die at Daoist Randeng's hands.
They'd have no way to explain themselves to Senior Disciple Brother!
"Wait a little longer!"
"The best part is just about to begin!"
Sect Master Tongtian's eyes sparkled with interest. He was quite intrigued by Willow God.
If he could, he'd even take her as a disciple and make her one of his personal disciples.
After all, the Interception Sect had only four personal disciples. Even Zhao Gongming and San Xiao were merely outer disciples.
Why would he say such a thing if Willow God could be defeated so easily?
When the ten-thousand-foot-long fire serpents inside the Exquisite Pagoda dispersed, only a pile of smoking ashes remained.
"What a pity..."
A clueless Interception Sect disciple couldn't help sighing.
Covered from head to toe in red hair, Daoist Randeng swept his arrogant, contemptuous gaze over everyone present.
"Hmph!"
He snorted. This was the fate that awaited anyone who dared oppose him.
Daoist Randeng put away his treasure and swaggered toward the Primordial Chaos Burying Heaven Coffin, walking as if he had no family to fear