A resplendent golden sea of fire spread across the sky.
Jiang Yuechu stood amid the roiling black mist.
Facing such a terrifying display capable of incinerating the heavens and boiling the seas,
Jiang Yuechu had to admit it.
The Jade Capital Tower's foremost disciple, the Eastern Region's greatest prodigy before her, truly had some skill.
She had come this far, slaughtering countless foes along the way.
Yet before this, she had never seen any Tower-Climbing Realm cultivator or Great Demon unleash such horrifying power.
However.
Jiang Yuechu tilted her head slightly.
Her exquisitely beautiful, frosty face pursed in disdain.
He could fight, sure.
But she was not some pure martial artist who insisted on clashing head-on with others until one of them died.
Back at Azure Luan Mountain, she had already learned this prodigy's fatal weakness from that junior sister.
Although the Nine-Turn Pure Yang Golden Scripture was tyrannical, its backlash was severe.
With him erupting without restraint like this,
the vital energy within him had surely reached an extremely taut breaking point.
Jiang Yuechu raised her hand indifferently.
Dark crimson light silently gathered at her fingertips.
Then it transformed into ripples nearly invisible to the naked eye, abruptly spreading toward the golden sea of fire overhead.
[Three-Burner Disarray]
Who cared whether he was some prodigy or not?
Debuff him first, then talk.
In midair,
Wang Canglan stood upon a golden fire lotus, his handsome face resembling a god beneath the firelight.
He was about to give it everything he had, when those dark crimson ripples swept across his body.
His expression changed.
The Pure Yang True Flame that had originally surged through him like rivers suddenly became like wild horses breaking free of the reins.
His vital energy reversed.
The balance forcibly maintained within his meridians shattered in an