"Sorry to disturb you, Holy Son. But don't worry, we'll resolve this very soon," Zhongli Wu said.
Dai Yunze glanced at him, then turned back to the woman in red. "Don't worry, Cult Master. I only came to watch the fun. I won't interfere. But this Flame Phoenix Saintess—is that right? She's in a pretty bad state. Wickedness and darkness are grinding against her sacred Phoenix Flame. Her consciousness could collapse at any moment, leaving her nothing but an out-of-control killing machine. Is that really what you want to see, Cult Master?"
Zhongli Wu's voice cooled slightly. "There's no need for you to concern yourself, Holy Son. We'll resolve this very soon."
"Really?" Dai Yunze rubbed his chin, slowly revealing a malicious smile. "Why don't I give you a hand and speed up the process?"
He raised a hand toward the woman in red from afar, grayish-white light gathering in his palm. In the next instant, she let out a piercing scream.
She suddenly clutched her head and crouched on the ground, as though suffering immense pain.
"Holy Son? Whatever you're doing, please stop immediately." An icy scythe appeared in Zhongli Wu's hand. Powerful soul power gathered around him, forming a towering pressure that bore down on Dai Yunze.
The Scorpion Tiger Douluo, who stood beside Dai Yunze, stepped forward and blocked Zhongli Wu's pressure for him.
Behind Zhongli Wu, Tang Ya watched everything unfold, her expression changing several times.
The way Zhongli Wu addressed Dai Yunze, Zhongli Wu's sudden attack, and the Scorpion Tiger Douluo blocking that attack.
It seemed the relationships within the Holy Spirit Cult Headquarters had changed without her knowing.
Then, at a certain moment, the woman in red raised her head and cast Dai Yunze a glance. The flames around her grew increasingly violent and