Crimson Sun Piercing the Sun was no longer a single golden flame. It was now wrapped in a layer of emerald green, the two colors twisting around and devouring each other before finally becoming a yellow-green pillar of light several yards wide.
The fiery patterns on the surface of the light pillar no longer flowed, but churned like living creatures. The air ignited into a long trail of fire, and even space was scorched into slight distortion as continuous crackling like burning wood rang out.
Zhao Wuji's clothes turned to ash inch by inch, while the seawater beneath his feet boiled violently. This time, it did not even bubble before directly exploding into white mist, raising a wall of steam several yards high.
The Thunder Kui Dragon Beast had been scalded until fine beads of sweat seeped from its dark-golden scales. The tiny bolts of lightning sprayed from the short horn on its forehead scattered the instant they touched the heat wave from the light pillar.
It was absolute suppression.
Utter, complete crushing.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji was like a lone sail amid towering heat waves, and he actually felt the same despair the Thunder Eel King had felt moments ago.
Just as he was about to use a life-saving measure, the fire qi around him suddenly receded.
The turbid water flowed back, swiftly filling the space that had just been evaporated.
It was as though everything had suddenly returned to before the battle.
Zhao Wuji stared in stunned disbelief. "Hm?"
Xu Changqing withdrew the fire qi and said expressionlessly, "For the sake of my past ties with the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Sect, I'll spare your life this time."
Zhao Wuji immediately felt as though a crushing weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He hurriedly cupped his hands in