Amid the flames, the Controller, already charred black from head to toe and flayed open, was still struggling.
Flames of an extremely powerful level!
Impact of an extremely powerful level!
Layered together, three consecutive Flame Impact II attacks had severely wounded the Controller. At that moment, the Controller could clearly smell death approaching.
Run!
Get out of here!
Then make a comeback!
With those thoughts rising in the Controller's mind, he used a secret technique without hesitation.
Immediately, his body began to turn into mist.
But this mist was unnatural.
It carried a hint of distortion.
"Jun!"
"How dare you!"
The Controller's roar came from within the mist.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
"This body is mine now!"
Elder Jun sneered.
The mist twisted even more violently.
When it reached an Ultimate Realm, a face entirely formed from Elder Jun emerged from the mist, followed by the Controller's.
Yet compared to Elder Jun, the Controller's mist-formed face was extremely thin, as though it would disperse with a single gust of wind.
"Do you really want to die?"
The Controller roared.
"The one who will die is you, not me!"
Elder Jun glanced at the lightning in demonized Qin Ran's hand, and a vicious grin appeared on his mist-formed face.
Then, the mist that should have been one abruptly split into two parts.
One part, representing the Controller, flew toward demonized Qin Ran.
The other part, representing Elder Jun, shot toward the sky like a gale.
"No!"
"You forced me to do this!"
"If I die, we're dying together!"
Watching Qin Ran draw closer and closer, the Controller shouted loudly, his mist-formed face becoming incomparably twisted.
The face grew increasingly blurry, as if it were about to vanish at any moment. Yet Elder Jun, who had been flying toward the sky, was