To land the ball of fire squarely on the Great Ashura's face, Mark had used a blowgun technique, with his freshly made Bamboo Flute serving as the tube.
But after one Flame Bomb, the other end of the Bamboo Flute was scorched. Clearly, he could no longer play it.
Just then, the Great Ashura staggered and fell, rolling across the ground. Mark quickly prepared another Flame Bomb and blew hard through the flute, striking the Great Ashura and setting him ablaze again.
Although the insect eggs had given the Great Ashura true qi, it clearly defended against flames far less effectively than against blades. After he had burned for a while, Nameless saw his true qi weakening and decisively cut off his head.
But even headless, the Great Ashura's body kept twitching on instinct. Nameless and the others waited beside his corpse for ages. When it still moved, they gathered dry bamboo leaves, piled them over him, and sent him off for good in a roaring fire.
"No sleep tonight. We're going straight to Five Lives Peak!"
After the fight, everyone returned to the escort wagon, and Nameless addressed them.
Now that Bai Yaoxian had decided to kill them, he was bound to send more people. This attack had already been dangerous enough; who knew what the next would bring?
If they rushed to Five Lives Peak now, though, they might catch him off guard.
The Ashura Guard had not come running on foot. To reach Nameless and the others from Five Lives Peak, they had needed mounts too.
Nameless and the others left the bamboo grove and soon found plenty of horses. After killing the guards watching them, they each strapped a box to their back, abandoned the cumbersome escort wagon, and set out unburdened.
Though each could ride