Wang Daoyuan poured a vast amount of spiritual power into the wisp of Southern Bright Leaving Fire at his fingertips, and the flame rapidly surged.
The Southern Bright Leaving Fire condensed into a flaming vermilion bird. The instant it took shape, it seemed to come alive.
It opened its beak and let out a cry, like clear springs flowing over stones, like jade from Kun Mountain shattering.
Southern Bright Leaving Fire had originally been the Natal Spirit Fire of the divine vermilion bird. Using it to cast spells related to the vermilion bird truly produced extraordinary power.
The flaming vermilion bird coiled around the Blood Puppet, yet it was not directly absorbed as ordinary methods would have been.
The power of the Southern Bright Leaving Fire continuously assaulted the Blood Puppet.
However, the results were minimal. The blood-red slurry covering the Blood Puppet showed no obvious loss.
This rate of consumption was not even as good as the spells of the Blood Spring clone.
The Blood Puppet was also extremely cunning. Once enveloped in flames, it immediately shrank until it was only about a foot tall.
The two Eight Trigrams Jade Plates also rapidly shrank, continuing to sandwich it between them.
This way, even fewer flames could touch it at once, and it consumed even less power.
It felt to Wang Daoyuan as though he were using ordinary flames to burn water-soaked wood.
It was not that the wood could not burn, but that the flames were not intense enough to instantly bake the wet wood dry.
To inflict effective damage upon it, the Southern Bright Leaving Fire would have to rise in grade.
The Southern Bright Leaving Fire was currently only at the fifth-order peak, merely one step away from Low-grade Sixth-order.
Yet that final step remained forever out