The vast sea surged in countless waves, raising tsunamis hundreds of meters high, trying to extinguish that emerald-green flame.
Yet that flame was incomparably tenacious. Even as it tottered beneath the siege of endless metal qi and water vapor, a bean-sized point of green light still remained.
"Please stop, all three of you!"
Seeing this, True Person Su Huan's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She lightly swept her jade-green whisk.
Countless threads descended, like spring silkworms spinning silk, carrying layer upon layer of [Horn Wood] radiance as they finally separated the battlefield.
This demon king... truly wants Chu Zhaohuang dead!
It dwells in the deep-sea dragon palace and need not fear accountability from the Nine-Heavens Fire Manor. My Sky Horn Sect must still make its living near the coast, and cannot afford to offend an overlord nation...
True Person Su Huan thought to herself as she looked toward Chu Zhaohuang.
This True Person, with sword-like brows slanting into his temples, had a somewhat tattered Daoist robe. A bloody gash lay plainly across his chest, its sword qi incomparably sharp.
Behind him was a patch of i class="icon icon-uniE0D3"</i>i class="icon icon-uniE0D2"</i>, dotted with azure [Chariot Water] radiance.
"[Chariot Water] embraces all rivers and bears the properties of all waters. Such wounds are exceedingly difficult to purge... I have a bottle of Horn Wood Pills here..."
True Person Su Huan took out a bottle of medicinal pills.
"No need. I, Chu Zhaohuang, will surely repay today's matter in the future..."
Chu Zhaohuang was clearly grievously wounded. Even the point of emerald firelight between his brows flickered unsteadily.
Yet he refused True Person Su Huan's spiritual pills. With only a cold snort, he stepped into the Great Void and vanished without a trace.
"Sigh... today's affair has thoroughly offended the Nine-Heavens Fire Manor."
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