Beneath the depths of space.
A sudden, earth-shaking change occurred.
A fiery-red longsword carrying boundless Destruction Force seemed to cross countless spaces before abruptly appearing above Old Ancestor Yu Hua's head:
Before he could react, it pierced straight through him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, a force sharing the same origin as the Huo Luo Clan's Spirit-Slaying Divine Ability rippled out, rapidly drowning Old Ancestor Yu Hua.
Boom!
The Spirit-Slaying Force descended like a river bursting its banks, destroying Old Ancestor Yu Hua's Original True Spirit.
Already gravely wounded, Old Ancestor Yu Hua found himself unable to resist any longer. The True Spirit will he had barely managed to condense suddenly shattered, besieged by clusters of flames.
When Old Ancestor Yu Hua appeared again, his physical body and spirit had vanished completely. Even the remnants of his Original True Spirit had been destroyed by more than half. His losses were truly catastrophic.
"Huo Luo Clan, I... will remember you."
Old Ancestor Yu Hua took a deep look at the Xie Zhi longsword, which remained fixed in place and utterly motionless, then gave a bitter laugh.
He thought this was one of the Huo Luo Clan's hidden trump cards.
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Struck by this sudden change, the ancient corpse that had originally held an overwhelming advantage suddenly saw the golden light in its eyes dim. The world-destroying might surrounding its body also vanished completely.
The most direct consequence was that the words "sun," condensed from the laws of fire, suddenly collapsed, leaving only a fading glow that continued onward without slowing, driven by inertia as it shot toward the Huo Luo Clan's Saintess.
"One Thought Blooms a Flower—lotuses born from fire."
Seeing this, Zi Xiao smiled.
She flipped her right hand and pointed