[The Fire Cloud Evil God old man climbed out of the ruins with difficulty, and you discovered that one of his arms was completely gone, evidently blown away by the Thunder Pearl!]
[At this moment, the Fire Cloud Evil God old man looked like a withered tree, his skin thoroughly scorched black by the explosion, his scalp completely bald save for his pair of eyes, where the bloodshot veins writhing within clearly wanted to hack the two of you into ten thousand pieces.]
[He had let his guard down earlier and thus fallen for your trick; if he had been able to react even a fraction of a second faster, he would never have been injured by your Thunder Pearl. His original severe injuries had not yet fully healed, and he had been caught entirely off-guard by the Thunder Pearl just now—not only blasted by the bead itself, but because he failed to fully suppress the self-detonation of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was caught in that explosion as well.]
[It was precisely for this reason that his right arm was blown straight off.]
["Damnable! I, Blood Cloud True Person, have never been severely injured like this by anyone since entering the Golden Core Stage! I am going to make you all die! A thousand cuts shall not appease my burning hatred!"]
[With that, Blood Cloud True Person converged his spiritual energy and rushed at the two of you like a deranged demon.]
[Your grandfather intercepted him, glanced back at you, and you understood instantly.]
[Your grandfather engaged Blood Cloud True Person in fierce close combat while you utilized the Nan Sword Art from the sidelines to support him.]
[Yet even in his grievously wounded and dying state, Fire Cloud Evil God still beat your grandfather to the point of