The truth proved that the body and soul of a Sequence Five Wraith could not withstand the fire of a Sequence Two Weather Warlock.
Even if it was a weakened version shared through team abilities, its essence was still that of a weakened Sequence Two ability.
It was like the fire bricks of Tushita Palace falling into the mortal world and becoming the eight-hundred-li Flaming Mountain. That fire certainly would not be true divine fire—otherwise, the eight-hundred-li Flaming Mountain would have become a Daoist holy land.
Yet those flames still possessed an extremely high essence and could only be extinguished with the Taiyin Essence Leaf Fan.
The wails did not last long. After turning from a Wraith into a little fireman, Senior plummeted straight down. With the help of seawater and ghostification, he shook off the terrifying flames and returned to the Blood and Flesh Tree.
After all, the flames of the Hunter Pathway were not Amaterasu. Their power lay more in their explosions. As for other forms of damage, flames that lasted such a short time did not reach a terrifying temperature, making it difficult for them to inflict effective harm.
Even so, Senior, who had taken a blast head-on, was severely injured. He looked like a human-shaped lump of charcoal that had come back to life.
Looking like that, even the emergency room would refuse him. The crematorium would probably ask why he had been burned halfway somewhere else before being dragged over for another round.
If not for the Sequence Five Wraith's truly tenacious vitality, Senior would definitely have been dead as hell by now.
Conversely, that meant that apart from Senior, all the other combatants who had tried to block the shells had already died quite peacefully. Their Extraordinary Characteristics and corpses fell into the sea,